I thought my boyfriend could handle things. I'd long told him about wanting to be with a black man. He agreed and said that he looked forward to the day that he would see me in bed with one. Time and time again, we discussed things. Not once did he make like he wasn't onboard. I even allowed him to find someone whom we could spend time with.
The day came, and we invited the black man to come and join us in a motel we were staying. My boyfriend was alright with things until the moment the black man shoved down his jeans and his cock fell out. He had the most amazing cock I'd ever seen. My boyfriend was stunned, and then he suddenly changed. It seemed as if he felt intimidated by the black man. At some point while I was sucking the black cock, my boyfriend stood up and left the room.
I was shocked.
I wanted to go after him, except I had that black cock calling to me that I needed to enjoy first. Yes, it was an amazing experience, and I had the most incredible time getting fucked. My boyfriend never returned to the room. When we finished fucking, I dressed up and went looking for him. I found him outside smoking a cigarette. He barely spoke to me when I asked him what was the matter. He didn't want to say anything, except I knew: he couldn't believe the size of black cock I had enjoyed.
Have you ever been intimidated by a black cock before?
Yes, I have. But only for 20 minutes.
The black cock belonged to my incredibly handsome and beautifully built 19-year-old bisexual buddy.
The occasion was the evening I introduced him to my wife. He was stripping off beside our marriage bed to join my wife on it and as he drew his daks down over his thighs his 9-inch grossly upcurved erection sprang up and came very close to hitting my astonished wife in the face.
I shouldn’t have been so intimidated by his magnificent erection because, unbeknown to my wife, my buddy had been my versatile lover for fully two years before I introduced him to her and I therefore knew every square inch of his splendid body even better than I knew my own.
Despite my own cock measuring a respectable seven-and-three quarter-inches in full erection, I was desperately intimidated by my buddy’s much longer and girthier one standing so rigidly at the ready to penetrate my wife and ejaculate in her.
What saved me from freaking-out completely was my wife gently taking my right hand in hers and clasping it for me around the amazingly warm gristly shaft of my buddy’s actually very beautiful fuck-ready hard-on.
All panic and sense of intimidation left me the moment my wife firmly clasped the back of my head and drew my face down towards my buddy’s burgeoning cock-head, which I then eagerly kissed and licked before taking the whole of it into my mouth.