Black Interracial Sex My name is Leasa. I work in Silicon Valley at a well know software firm
as a marketing manager. I am 5'7", 118 and blonde and blue eyed. At 30
I've kept my body in good shape: 36C-24-35. Needless to say, I was
voted prettiest girl in both my high school and my college senior class.
Because of this most men have always been awkward and hesitant to
approach me. I never had to learn to say "no" because the men were
usually too insecure to approach me.
I met my husband in the Valley, fell in love and got married last fall.
Shortly thereafter a much older, black maintenance man at my company,
named Amos, started flirting with me and asking me out to lunch.
I, of course, would decline as politely and diplomatically as I could
but I always felt awkward doing so.
I told my husband about this but he would just laugh it off and joke
about it. After all, he had seen Amos and knew he was well over 60,
fat, missing a tooth or two, and just a homely man.
Then, after a few weeks of this, one day Amos kind of cornered me in one
of the hallways when no one else was around.
"Hey sweets, you ready to go to lunch wit me yet?' he asked with a big
smile showing a few missing teeth.
"Amos, now you know I'm married and...uh...you know...it
...uh...well...it wouldn't be right," I stammered. But my hesitation
just seemed to make him work harder at his objective.
"Aw, c'mon baby, give a man a break. I's just wants to take you to
lunch. Don't make an old man feel put down!" he said with this pained
look on his face.
I knew he was playing with me but still it all felt so awkward and
difficult.
"Well...I can't really..."
"Baby, just one time!" he cut me off. I tried to think fast but all I
could finally muster was:
"Now Amos you know that..." As I spoke I noticed him looking at my
breasts off and on. Slowly-I don't know how-I began to notice my
nipples becoming erect. "Damn!" I thought, I hope he doesn't notice.
But in my peripheral vision I could see they really were sticking out
prominently against the fabric of my sheer blouse.
I lost my train of thought as he looked time and time again at my
growing nipples.
"C'mon baby, ya can't says no forever," he smiled, obviously noticing my
body's inexplicable arousal.
Finally, I just ran out of energy and ideas of how to refuse.
"Well...alright...but really just once...and please...you know...this is
just as friends...ok?"
With a big smile, Amos responded: "You bet baby, just a one time date, I
know"
"DATE!!!!" I thought. This isn't a date!!! But I couldn't muster
anything that would come out of my mouth. Under this old black man's
verbal onslaught I just stood there half smiling: confused and angry I
had so easily been talked into this.
As I backed away to take leave I noticed the bulge running down the left
leg of his pants. My eye first glanced and then had to take a full look
to see if what I thought I saw was what I really saw. It was!
Amos' cock ran more than half way down to his knee and tented out from
his pants obscenely. He saw me looking but just smiled and continued
looking straight into my eyes. Then reaching over took my hand and
said: "I really, really looking forward to this Leasa baby. I know you
is too."
Somehow my hand just responded and held his Black Interracial Sex unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He tried to keep his
substantial member hidden but it was too big. I stared at Joe's
penis with awe. It must have been a foot long. The head was as
thick as a coke can. I said to myself out loud, "I caused that." I
was surprised when Joe answered, "Yes ma'am, you did." I looked at
Joe with sympathy and said, "I'm sorry that I've inconvenienced you
two and I wish there was something I could do."
Joe shook his head and said, "No inconvenience, ma'am. We're glad
to help a pretty lady." He added, "There is only one thing that
will get my bone back inside my pants right now and I don't think
you would like it." I had my suspicions but I had to ask, "What's
that, Joe?" Joe's politeness gave way to frankness as he said,
"Ma'am, you have to suck me off!" I looked at Joe with surprise
although I wasn't. I looked at Joe's penis again. All I could think
about was Joe's penis. I tried to remember who I was. I was in a
strange truck but it was like a dream.
The next thing I knew I had three inches of Joe's penis in my
mouth. I don't even remember leaning over and taking him in my
mouth. Joe had a surprised look on his face that began to change to
pleasure. My lips were stretched to their limits. Joe's penis was
to much for my mouth. I began to lick the head while I stroked the
shaft. Joe began to growl with passion. I couldn't believe I was
given this man oral sex. It was the first penis I had ever tasted.
My husband would never ask me to suck his penis and I never brought
it up. I found that I was enjoying the feeling of sucking this
large black penis.
While I sucked, Joe unbuttoned my shirt and began to rub my
breasts. He said, "Fred, look at these big titties." Fred grunted
his approval. I wanted to feel Joe's hands on my nipples so I
unsnapped my bra. Joe took this as an invitation. I felt his hand
cup my right breast. A moment later I felt Fred's hand on my left
breast. They pinched my nipples sending a message to my vagina
demanding attention. I began to rub the wet area between my legs.
Within seconds I had an orgasm. Shortly afterward, Joe flooded my
mouth with his sperm. I jerked my head away causing Joe's second
squirt to hit me in the face. I decided that the taste wasn't that
bad so I swallowed Joe's penis again and collected the remainder of
his sperm in my mouth. I swallowed the liquid with each delivery
into my mouth. I couldn't believe how much Joe came. I now had a
belly full of his sperm.
Just then the passenger door opened and Joe and Fred helped me out
of the truck. I hadn't noticed that Fred had pulled down a dirt
road out of site of the county road. He had pulled over at secluded
spot. Fred led me around to the bed of the truck and had me crawl
up on a bunch of old blankets. Fred unzipped his pants and pulled
out a penis that was easily two inches longer than Joe's and just
as thick. He crawled up into the truck bed and dangled his penis
next to my head.
Without hesitation, I began to suck and lick Fred's member.
Meanwhile, Joe crawled in the truck-bed on the other side of me and
began to remove my shirt and bra. He then removed my shoes and
jeans. Lastly he pulled my panties off leaving me naked. Fred's
penis had meanwhile gotten rock hard. I removed Fred's penis from
my mouth and said, "Put it in me, Fred, please!"
Fred laid back on the blankets and grabbed me by the waist. He
lifted me with ease up over his penis while I guided the head to my
opening. I was very wet, however, I was not sure I could take such
a large member even after two pregnancies. Fred slowly lowered me
down. His penis entered me stretching my vaginal lips thin. Fred
was able to penetrate me without difficulty but it was incredibly
tight. Slowly I was impaled the full length of his shaft. I never
felt so full. He began pumping me up and down. I immediately had an
orgasm. It continued while I pumped up and down on Fred. I had
never had an orgasm like this. I didn't want it to end.
After about five minutes of riding Fred, I felt a pressure between
the cheeks of my bottom. Before I could say anything, Joe had four
inches of penis buried in my anal opening. My orgasm intensified.
They began to pump me together. I now had over two feet of penis
filling my holes. The only thing that could be better was to have
a third penis in my mouth. I screamed for them to pound me harder
and they did, while Joe squeezed my bottom and Fred squeezed my
breasts.
After about 15 minutes of sex, Joe pulled out of my anus and stuck
his penis in my mouth. He unloaded another load of sperm in my
mouth as Fred flooded my vagina. I was dripping at both ends. I
licked Joe clean not minding where Joe's cock had just been, then
cleaned up Fred. They thanked me for the sex. I told them that I
wanted to go again. Fred said, "Ma'am, if you want more I'll have
to take you to the pool hall. I'm just not ready for any more
fucking now."
Without thinking about my situation I said, "Anything you say,
Fred." As I got dressed I was amazed at how wonderful I felt. I had
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blushing. As I did, I could feel Amos lightly squeezing my hand.
Unbelievably, I found myself giving his hand a slight squeeze back.
"What was I doing!?!" I screamed to myself. But as I stood there
smiling demurely behind him-behaving every inch the role of his woman-I
found myself shyly looking to the floor as his buddy would occasionally
glance over from their conversation, obviously checking out my tits and
my now obscenely protruding nipples.
Why couldn't I get control of this situation I would keep thinking to
myself. But then Amos would lead me to the next buddy for a quick
intro, almost like a warrior showing newly won spoils of battle to his
countrymen.
And somehow it aroused me.
Soon Amos led me to our booth. When I sat down, rather than sitting
opposite me, he slid in beside me on my side of the booth.
As we looked at the menu, Amos once again placed his large black hand
onto my knee. After squeezing it slightly, he resumed the slow, ever so
slight stroking of my lower thigh. This obviously impressed his pals
sitting at the bar who could see from their vantage point everything
going on above and below the booth table.
I became very angry that he would show me off like his whore in this way
and decided I would put and end to it right then and there.
After mustering some courage I slowly put my hand under the table and
placed it on his. Slowly I held his hand and squeezed it gently. My
way of saying, please stop.
Amos, gently squeezed my hand back, held it for a few seconds, then
amazingly let go and proceeded to rub my thigh-even more blatantly and
higher than before! I couldn't believe it. I suddenly realized that
this uncouth and uneducated black Neanderthal misread my signal as one
of encouragement!!!
Now what could I do? I was angry and frustrated, but also somewhat
defeated. I couldn't think of how to stop this short of a confrontation
that I didn't feel up to at all considering the environment I was in and
the exhibition Amos and I had just put on for all these onlookers.
His hand was now stroking from my knee to well up under my leather
mini. He was now sliding his hand just inches from my moistened pussy.
At times he would reach under and grab a handful of my thigh, then run
his hand back down to my knee. Then up again under my skirt. Which was
slowly becoming bunched up around my waist. All the while the men at
the bar staring intently and at times whispering to each other.
I felt like some erotic night club act the way these men openly stared
at Amos' pawing of my thigh.
Then Amos looked over at me and looked into my eyes. I had no idea what
to expect as I looked into his homely old face. Without warning he
leaned over and put his thick, black African lips to mine!
"Oh my God!" my mind screamed. This can't be happening to me! No, no,
no!!! Please God, let me wake up from this nightmare!
But this was no dream to wake up from.
I could feel his thick lips pressing mine and working my lips slowly,
confidently, erotically open. And then the warm wetness of his long,
thick snaking tongue into my mouth.
I hesitantly was trying to push him away but my hands just touched his
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ordinary had happened. I'm sure I succeeded, however, I was feeling
mighty guilty by the time I hung up. I filled the bath, then took
off my sticky clothes. I looked at my body for a while. It was
though I was looking at it for the first time. I forgot about my
husband and family. My breasts were flushed with the squeezing of
a half hour before. I pulled on my nipples and received a jolt of
sensation sending me back to the time when my vagina and anus were
being pounded. My knees became weak and gave way. I landed on the
floor on in a sitting position. The force caused a trickle of sperm
to flow from my vagina. Without thinking I scooped up the bead and
put it in my mouth. The taste of cum and the musty smells of the
remnants of Joe's ass fuck sent me into another orgasm. My vagina
belched out a mixture of my juices and Fred's sperm. I lapped it up
using both soiled hands. I finished by cleaning my rectum in the
same way. I was exhausted so I lay down on the floor and fell
asleep.
I awoke some time later still in a heap on the floor. I picked
myself up and crawled into the tub. I warmed the water up with the
tap and lingered in the tub after I washed. I heard a knock at the
door and yelled, "Come in!" In walked Ron the bell hop with my
bags. "You're luggage, Ma'am," I heard him say. I saw his face in
the full length mirror outside the bathroom and knew he could see
me as well. The soap and water covered my body except for the
substantial tops of my breasts. I thanked Ron and told him I'd call
if I needed him. He left me to my bath.
Soon after I got out of the tub and dried my body and my hair. My
energy had returned and I began to admire my body again. I was
proud that my breasts were still firm with only a hint of sag. I
bounced lightly on my feet and watch my breasts jiggle. I felt that
tingly feeling again and began to realize just how sensitive my
breasts were. I wasn't sure if my sexual desires were just
developing late or that they had been suppressed all these years.
All it took was a slight jiggling of my breasts or a brush of my
nipples and a jolt of what felt like electricity would start at my
nipple and go directly to my vagina.
A knock at the door brought me back to my senses. I wrapped up in
a towel and opened the door. It was Nate with my car keys. He
pointed outside at my car and said, "Its as good as new, ma'am." I
replied, "That was sure fast!" He said, "Just a minor repair,
ma'am." Nate had that same anxious look and bulging trousers I had
left him with earlier. I said, "Come on in, Nate, and take a
break." I didn't have to ask twice.
Once inside I told Nate to have a seat on the bed. Without any
fanfare I removed the towel covering my body and stood before Nate
with nothing on but a sexy smile. Nate's eyes bulged as big as the
lump in his pants. I said, "Nate, I'll do anything you want for the
next 30 minutes." He smiled a big toothy grin and said, "Suck my
cock."
Immediately, I pushed him to the middle of the bed and helped him
remove his boots and socks. I undid his belt buckle and unzipped
his pants. His substantial penis made a tent in his boxer shorts.
He shed his pants and I pulled down his shorts exposing the biggest
penis I had ever seen. I thought I would never see anything bigger
than Joe and Fred. I asked Nate how big he was and he replied, "15
inches long and 8 inches around." It was almost as long as my
forearm and wider than my wrist. I told Nate that I would give all
my effort to see to it that all 15 inches got buried inside me.
I went to work on the head of his penis like a mad woman. I wanted
to taste his sperm. I couldn't wait. I tried to take as much of his
fat penis as I could. By adjusting the angle of attack and by
opening my throat, I was able to get about half of it in. I could
see my reflection in the mirror on the wall and it was as if I was
watching someone else. I watched this white woman taking this huge
black tube of flesh and attempt to swallow the entire length. The
sight amplified my determination. I pushed and pushed Nate's penis
down my throat until the image on the wall showed no huge black
tube and the woman's nose was flat against the man's belly. A large
unusual bulge appeared on the woman's neck. I realized it was me.
I had done it. If I could take Nate on I could take on anyone. Not
only was I hungry for sex, I was proficient at it.
Nate began bucking wildly. Evidently, he had seen the image in the
mirror and erupted in orgasm. I couldn't tell for sure but the
throbbing in my neck suggested that Nate was pumping a large load
directly into my belly. By the time I had pulled off his big tool
he had stopped cumming. I asked to be sure, and he confirmed that
he had cum. He said no woman, black or white, had ever swallowed
him whole, and for that the auto-repair was on him. At that moment
I realized that I had become a prostitute.
I looked at the clock and noted that Nate still had twenty minutes.
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After he climbed into bed he started to mount me. As usual I had to
help guide his 4 inch penis into me. Strangely I felt almost repulsed
by his naked body. Somehow it seemed deficient in some masculine way.
Only later did I realize I was subconsciously comparing his manhood to
Amos'.
He began to hump into me and then slipped out. "God, he's so little," I
caught myself thinking.
I put him back in and he began again. By the third or fourth hump he
began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm.
I found myself annoyed. All this grunting and bluster about what I knew
was a drip of semen. When I had given him oral sex in the past, I found
I often didn't even know when he came-except for all the grunting and
writhing around-because his cum was so minimal.
After he stopped, he rolled over and was snoring in minutes. It was
then I realized how pathetic our sex life was.
As he snored away I closed my eyes and found myself seeing Amos' bulge
down the inseam of his trousers. Its length and thickness. Its power,
nearly ripping through his pants...for me. All of that size and urgency
because of his desire, his lust, for me.
Soon my hands were beneath the covers working furiously again at my
clit. Sore as the bud was I needed relief from my growing excitement.
As Andy snored my hand worked away and my legs spread ever wider. I was
building toward a fantastic explosion.
I could hear the sticky squishing of my fingers as they worked away at
my flooding channel.
Then it broke!!! Wave after wave of pure passion!!!
"OOOhhh!!!!!!" I half moaned, half screamed, again and again, as I
rode multiples of my lusty, mind numbing orgasms.
When I was done I lay there in a sweat panting heavily trying to regain
myself.
Andy continued snoring and I fell off into a deep sleep.
The next day at lunch I honestly hoped Amos would forget all about it.
But it was foolish of me to think he would.
"Ready for our date?" he said as he ambled up to my desk.
I wanted to scream, "THIS ISN'T A DATE!!!" and just explain to him it
was "just" lunch. But nothing came out of my mouth. I just smiled
weakly. Inside I just didn't want a scene; plus, I knew it would do no
good. He would never listen.
As we walked out to his car in the parking lot I could feel his hand
gently on the small of my back. "Unbelievable! This old, black,
maintenance man has the gall to put his arm around me," I thought to
myself. But again, I couldn't bring myself to object and create some
kind of scene or confrontation. So I let it go.
By the time we got within a few feet of his car I could feel him
becoming bolder and definitely let his hand rest on my lower back. He
now definitely had his arm around me.
He opened the door of his old , dirty '89 Cadillac for me and let me
slide in. As I did I noticed his eyes taking a nice long, obvious look
up under the short leather mini skirt I was wearing. Why had I worn
this sexy little skirt, I thought to myself.
But as I waited for him to go around to his door, I realized my heart
was beating heavily in my chest. I'd liked that he looked up my skirt.
As he slid in his side of the car I smiled over meekly at him.
He looked into my 
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Fred entered the bar first. I followed swinging my hips. Joe
followed me. My dress conformed to my body and the gentle rubbing
on my nipples as I walked kept me in constant heat. I could feel
the blood running through my veins. I never felt so alive. The
place was busy. I watched as each pair of eyes got to know my body
intimately. The dress was just a second skin. I was essentially
naked. Even my pubic mound was accented by the dress. Every man in
the place knew he had a golden invitation to fuck me. I licked my
lips as I walked to make sure there was no mistake about it.
Fred led me to the bar in the back and pointed to a bar stool. We
sat down and Joe order drinks for us. I had just taken a sip of my
beer and set the mug down when a large hand caressed my shoulder
and rotated me around gently. There stood a large black man about
6'6" and 260 pounds. I notice that he was stroking a rather large
penis. Before I realized it he had spread my legs, causing my skirt
to spring to my waist, and plugged his 13 inch penis into my
dripping hole. Once his pole was safely lodged in my vagina he
gripped my bottom with both huge hands and pulled me onto the rest
of his penis. My shock gave way to loud moans. He had my back
pinned to the bar, my bottom on the bar stool and my legs over his
shoulders. He was pounding me so fast that it was a blur. After
about three minutes he paused for only a second to lower the straps
of my dress, exposing my tits. His hands went to work pulling and
pinching my nipples. I began to moan loudly. I noticed a crowd
forming. After five minutes of this treatment I blacked out with a
hard crushing orgasm. I learned that the more physical the fucking
the harder I orgasm. I hoped my body could hold up. When my senses
returned I notice the signs of an oncoming male orgasm. I locked
eyes with my partner and calmly said, "In my mouth." That was all
it took. Roughly he pulled me into a sitting position and then down
to his penis. I stuffed it in my mouth in time to take a large
gooey load down my throat.
I licked the man clean and before I knew it my legs were over
another pair of shoulders and another penis was plowing my vagina.
Man number two had seen the previous fuck and he knew that pulling
on my large tits made me wild. He grabbed both nipples and began
pulling. It was a little scary to see my nipples stretched out two
to three inches, then pulled in all directions. It looked sort like
the cow hand yanking on a cow's udders. The slight pain I was
feeling was instantly transformed into sexual pleasure as the
pounding and pulling continued. I had another hard orgasm. I
noticed that I was discharging a considerable amount of fluid with
each orgasm. It had collected on the bar stool and I was now
sliding around in it.
It went like this for about forty minutes and eight guys. I was
getting just what I wanted. Each man was kind enough to come in my
mouth. I enjoyed the taste a great deal. After number eight I asked
if I could take a rest. Number nine looked perturbed but relented
when I promised him my anus. At that moment the bartender brought
a beer mug half full of what looked like milk. On closer inspection
I realized that it was not milk but sperm. It must have been from
twenty or thirty guys. The bartender explained that many of his
patrons were so turned on by my fucking that they stroked
themselves off. He said he noticed that I seemed to like cum so he
passed the mug and they all filled it up for me. I thanked him and
began to drink. I downed the whole thing to their cheers and
applause. I handed the mug back to the bartender and told him to
keep it cumming.
I asked the bartender how many men and women were at the bar. He
paused and then said, "I figure about a hundred men and four
women." I looked around and noticed a black women naked on a pool
table with a penis in her vagina, anus and mouth. They were giving
her hell. I couldn't see any other woman but the place was bigger
than it looked from the outside. Number nine was now getting
irritated. I suspected that his balls were about to explode and I
was eager to taste the contents. I noted a line of about 15 guys
lined up behind number nine and they looked angry and frustrated
while waiting. The last thing I wanted was to be hurt by a angry
mob.
I stood up, pushed the material of my dress to my waist, and bent
over the bar stool. The men now had access to my anus and vagina in
back and my mouth and tits in front. The stool was still sticky
with my cum. Number nine plowed his penis into my frothy vagina
and pumped me a few times to lubricate his shaft. He then gently
entered my anus and slowly embedded his tool in my bowels. The
tightness had us both moaning. I motioned for the next man to fuck
my mouth. I also had the on-deck men pulling at my tits. For the
next hour I took on twosomes in this manner. When the line had
dwindled to no more than six, I had enjoyed seven anal fucks and
four vaginal fucks and had swallowed another eleven wads Cuckold Porn Tube awesome ebony weapon. Slam! Slam! Slam! I felt I was being ridden
by some kind of black bronc buster who would ride his blonde mare until
she was completely broken, subdued. Bam! Bam! Bam! He was slamming
away at greater and greater speed and power.
After five to ten agonizing minutes of Amos' pounding into my aching
pussy, I felt an enormous orgasm building. It built very quickly and
then erupted in flashing light for me. I soon realized I was screaming,
clutching him to me, my legs wrapped up around his pumping ass, his
hips still pounding madly into my vaginal channel, breaking my pussy
wide open like no man had ever done.
Soon his grunting began and then came one final, very hard slam deep
into my pelvis. Like molten lava I could feel him spewing himself deep
into my womb.
I knew he was impregnating me right at that moment.
And I knew I would forever be his for the rest of my life.
When he was done I looked up at him, pulled his head down to me, put my
lips to his and kissed him deep and long. My tongue snaked into his
mouth.
We kissed deeply for minutes. When our lips softly parted I whispered
to him, "I love you."
His big homely, black face broke into a huge grin.
"Likes I told you, babe," he said, "if you just give dis nigga a
chance, I make you one happy, lil' slut for black dick."
He slowly withdrew what appeared to me a black, slimy python from my
still clutching pussy lips. He pulled out with a pop as my pussy was
now so agitated with lust for him it did not want to let him go.
As he turned his back to me and lit a cigarette, I sat up and leaned on
one arm just gazing at him. He was fat, his big black ass cheeks sagged
from behind, and his gut bulged even from the sides. He didn't have
love handles, they were more like saddles.
Then as my gaze lowered, between his skinny, bow legs hung the most
enormous, out-sized pair of balls I have ever seen. They hung a full
half a foot down from his groin. They were easily the size of tennis
balls.
As I just sat transfixed looking at these big, hairy things I concluded
again that for sure this man had just seeded me. I would certainly be
mothering his child within the year. No woman could receive a discharge
from a pair of testes of these dimensions without being fertilized.
As my admiring gaze continued, I could see that hanging even below his
elephantine balls was a still semi hard, horse-like cock. It hung its
still swollen head down at least 3 inches below his low slung balls.
And hanging from the uncircumcised cock head was a gooey rope of semen
still drooling from his dick.
As he turned to me I was almost shocked by his ugliness. His gut was
huge, his smirk revealed some missing teeth, some gold teeth, his nose
flat and wide across his face, and his genitalia were just plain
'abnormal' in their size.
But in my eyes all I could see was an incredibly masculine, African
tribal chief who had just seeded his white slave girl. And he did it as
only an African chieftain could. Violently and completely!
I realized that this African specimen of a man was far different, far
more powerful than any of the white 'boys' I had been with before.
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substantial member hidden but it was too big. I stared at Joe's
penis with awe. It must have been a foot long. The head was as
thick as a coke can. I said to myself out loud, "I caused that." I
was surprised when Joe answered, "Yes ma'am, you did." I looked at
Joe with sympathy and said, "I'm sorry that I've inconvenienced you
two and I wish there was something I could do."
Joe shook his head and said, "No inconvenience, ma'am. We're glad
to help a pretty lady." He added, "There is only one thing that
will get my bone back inside my pants right now and I don't think
you would like it." I had my suspicions but I had to ask, "What's
that, Joe?" Joe's politeness gave way to frankness as he said,
"Ma'am, you have to suck me off!" I looked at Joe with surprise
although I wasn't. I looked at Joe's penis again. All I could think
about was Joe's penis. I tried to remember who I was. I was in a
strange truck but it was like a dream.
The next thing I knew I had three inches of Joe's penis in my
mouth. I don't even remember leaning over and taking him in my
mouth. Joe had a surprised look on his face that began to change to
pleasure. My lips were stretched to their limits. Joe's penis was
to much for my mouth. I began to lick the head while I stroked the
shaft. Joe began to growl with passion. I couldn't believe I was
given this man oral sex. It was the first penis I had ever tasted.
My husband would never ask me to suck his penis and I never brought
it up. I found that I was enjoying the feeling of sucking this
large black penis.
While I sucked, Joe unbuttoned my shirt and began to rub my
breasts. He said, "Fred, look at these big titties." Fred grunted
his approval. I wanted to feel Joe's hands on my nipples so I
unsnapped my bra. Joe took this as an invitation. I felt his hand
cup my right breast. A moment later I felt Fred's hand on my left
breast. They pinched my nipples sending a message to my vagina
demanding attention. I began to rub the wet area between my legs.
Within seconds I had an orgasm. Shortly afterward, Joe flooded my
mouth with his sperm. I jerked my head away causing Joe's second
squirt to hit me in the face. I decided that the taste wasn't that
bad so I swallowed Joe's penis again and collected the remainder of
his sperm in my mouth. I swallowed the liquid with each delivery
into my mouth. I couldn't believe how much Joe came. I now had a
belly full of his sperm.
Just then the passenger door opened and Joe and Fred helped me out
of the truck. I hadn't noticed that Fred had pulled down a dirt
road out of site of the county road. He had pulled over at secluded
spot. Fred led me around to the bed of the truck and had me crawl
up on a bunch of old blankets. Fred unzipped his pants and pulled
out a penis that was easily two inches longer than Joe's and just
as thick. He crawled up into the truck bed and dangled his penis
next to my head.
Without hesitation, I began to suck and lick Fred's member.
Meanwhile, Joe crawled in the truck-bed on the other side of me and
began to remove my shirt and bra. He then removed my shoes and
jeans. Lastly he pulled my panties off leaving me naked. Fred's
penis had meanwhile gotten rock hard. I removed Fred's penis from
my mouth and said, "Put it in me, Fred, please!"
Fred laid back on the blankets and grabbed me by the waist. He
lifted me with ease up over his penis while I guided the head to my
opening. I was very wet, however, I was not sure I could take such
a large member even after two pregnancies. Fred slowly lowered me
down. His penis entered me stretching my vaginal lips thin. Fred
was able to penetrate me without difficulty but it was incredibly
tight. Slowly I was impaled the full length of his shaft. I never
felt so full. He began pumping me up and down. I immediately had an
orgasm. It continued while I pumped up and down on Fred. I had
never had an orgasm like this. I didn't want it to end.
After about five minutes of riding Fred, I felt a pressure between
the cheeks of my bottom. Before I could say anything, Joe had four
inches of penis buried in my anal opening. My orgasm intensified.
They began to pump me together. I now had over two feet of penis
filling my holes. The only thing that could be better was to have
a third penis in my mouth. I screamed for them to pound me harder
and they did, while Joe squeezed my bottom and Fred squeezed my
breasts.
After about 15 minutes of sex, Joe pulled out of my anus and stuck
his penis in my mouth. He unloaded another load of sperm in my
mouth as Fred flooded my vagina. I was dripping at both ends. I
licked Joe clean not minding where Joe's cock had just been, then
cleaned up Fred. They thanked me for the sex. I told them that I
wanted to go again. Fred said, "Ma'am, if you want more I'll have
to take you to the pool hall. I'm just not ready for any more
fucking now."
Without thinking about my situation I said, "Anything you say,
Fred." As I got dressed I was amazed at how wonderful I felt. I had
more orgasms in those Black Interracial Sex didn't push at all.
Why would he just start so confidently frenching me in front of this
crowd? My mind struggled to think of what to do as my mouth was being
worked open by Amos' oral ministrations.
But then I realized what had spurred him on to do what he did as his
hand continued stroking high up under my skirt. I realized that the
moment he looked over at me he had just reached high enough up my thigh
to feel my spreading wetness.
My wetness told him I was now his.
And his tongue continued to push through my lips and coil around my
tongue. And I admit my lips, so little at first I hardly noticed, began
to work back. My mind felt like it was going blank, surrendering as I
began, finally, kissing him back hungrily. Offering my tongue fully to
him with complete abandonment-for all to see.
Then he took hold of my arm and without pausing from our passionate
frenching put it around his neck. I needed no more encouragement. I
began stroking his neck, the back of his old balding head with a passion
I'd never had before while making out with any man...including my
husband.
I felt Amos begin to stroke my face and then let his hand slide down to
my breast. At first stroking it, then beginning to paw it heavily.
Soon Amos was grotesquely mauling my tits through my sheer blouse.
Squeezing them and pinching my swollen nipples. He continued tweaking
my nipples even pulling them out obscenely, I am sure to impress his
leering pals at the bar with his command over the white blonde he was
conquering and making into his whore right in front of them.
As we now were slobbering into each others mouths we noticed a man
standing next to the booth. It was an older black man whom apparently
Amos knew and who owned the bar.
As we stopped our tonguing and looked up at him, Amos' hand still
working away at my tit, he said, "Why don't you two take it to the back
room". And then he threw a key onto the table and walked away.
Amos picked it up and began pulling me by the hand from the table toward
a room in the back of the bar.
As I rose from the table I could see my blouse was half undone and my
leather mini skirt was embarrassingly bunched up around my waist more
like a thick belt than a skirt. As I tried to push it down with my free
hand I realized every man at the bar could see the large wet spot on my
crotch. They now all knew how wet I was for Amos.
As Amos pulled me to the back room, I could see these old blacks rubbing
their dicks through there pants and mumbling obscenities about me as we
passed by them.
In shock I thought to myself, "God, I really have become this old, black
man's whore. Can't I even say no to an over sexed, black maintenance
worker?"
When we got into the back room Amos closed the door and faced me. Right
then and there I wanted to say no more take me home. But he just
grabbed me into his arms and began kissing me deeply. I responded
immediately this time, my tongue exploring his mouth.
When he broke away from my arms he shoved me back onto a half-bed,
half-cot in the office. He looked down at me and began unbuttoning his
shirt. "Get undressed, " he commanded, almost casually.
I hesitated for a long moment. I wanted to say no. I thought of my
husband. Then I pictured him walking toward