Mari Nikol
Female
This story happened when I was a the university. There was a man, black, I would call him Abu, with whom I had a few classes. Very built. I was sure he noticed me and we were flirting after the class once or twice, but I had never seen him at a party or something, and he had never asked me for my number or something. I'm in the gym and I see him there as I head to the dressing room. He's got no T-shirts and he's just worked, and, well ... we're still starting to talk, and he says I have to come to his apartment just a few blocks for dinner.
It has two rooms that play a smaller role in this story. I will call them Nazim and Tim. Nazim and Abu share a room, and Tim, who is white, has a place for himself. There is also a common room, kitchen and more. Anyway, Tim has found some sangria and we eat the steaks and we *******, and the conversation, as sometimes happens when you get a group of 20-year-olds into a room, turns into sex. And at one point Nazim asks me if I've ever been with a black man. I tell him, honestly, that I am.
They annoy me a little about it, and eventually we get to talk about something that everyone says about black boys. You know. Whether they are really bigger, such things. I say that, according to my experience, most cocks are pretty close to the same size.And then at some point, Abu catches me to check it out. He dropped his shorts.At this point I had two reactions. The first is that his cock, while soft, was still the biggest I've ever seen. Clearly, it is much bigger than I had seen before. The second is that she is just beautiful. I do not even know how to explain it, and I'm sure some of them are just so beautiful - tall and fit - and I'm sure that in my imagination I did it better than I was, but I just remember how I felt I was looking at it honestly, it was the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. But damn if I told him right away.
So I looked down at him. That's pretty big, but probably not much bigger when it's difficult. "And he just kept my eye on me. I swear I've never been with so much sexual tension. We switched on music, switched on some lights, and started dancing. Frankly, I'm not a very stripper, but my experience is that it's not really a skill the guys are interested in.Abu was on one end of the couch. Tim was on the other side - enough space between them - and Michael was in the chair on the other side of Andre. Andre had slipped his loop in his pants, but he had not put on anything else.Tim and Nazim were rather noisy. And what or the habit when I took my shirt, "appeared tits" as I undid the back of my bra, but Andre, he just sat there looking at me. Still, calm, confident. Every time I looked at him, I swear, I felt it in my stomach and down to the bottom. When I got to my bikini, I still held my bra, but with her I looked at him. I tried to play it, I pressed against him on my lap, rubbing his butt against him. He liked him, leaned back and lifted his thighs a little. Yes, it was hard. Not super hard but well on my way, and I could say what I was doing was a job.I stepped back from him, letting my bra fall. Approbatory calls from Tim and Nazim, still so calm, even a look from Abu. I turned around, played with the edge of my panties, annoyed them, would I take them off?"Do you want to see my pussy?"Wow and cry from Tim and Nazim. I turned away from him, bent down and dropped my panties. I did. I rushed to the couch. He put his hands on my hips and I began to give him a small dance on his lap, shortening, not too much, on the cloth covered with a cloth. I'm sure he could sense how hot and wet my pussy is. I do not know how I did not do exactly what he told me about the second one, but he would not have done that easily. I slid down on it, rubbing my chest on my chest and stomach until they pressed against the convex part of his underwear. I kissed my mouth open with his mouth, then I looked at him. And I did. I slipped his underwear, and that cock, that glorious cock, stuck up. It was, wow. Do not know, nine inches? I did not have a ruler. But fat. Solid. I knew I wanted it in my mouth. But I would not allow him to understand this immediately. Now I know myself better. I know when I see a great dick, I want to suck it. And when I suck it, I want to fuck it. But then I did not know. I thought I had more control over where I was going to develop ...I kissed my way down his stomach on the inside of his hip bone. In the crack between his leg and the side of his glorious balls ... but I did not touch his cock, even when he spread his legs wider. I worked with open oral kisses on the inside of his thighs. He lowered his tongue under his balls ... his breath came in shallow, tight A spasm of my lips came down my body to my pussy. I knew I was just new at that moment, that I would spend a lot of time in that beautiful, glorious black cock in my mouth.
I closed my eyes. My free hand opened my pussy. And I swear I was tall, with a loud voice on the feeling that the thick cock crows in my mouth, the folded heat in the sight of Nazim and Abu, the soft sigh of Abu's throat. A little back and forth, a little suction, but nothing rushed, nothing heavy - just loved that moment. So I was there with this gorgeous cock in my mouth. Now I really do not give jobs, as you can see in pornography. If I control, it will not be something to repel and get away. I'm slower, more sensual. I took it about two inches in my mouth, and I just tasted it, the texture, the taste, my tongue slightly pressed on her bottom as I sucked gently. I had to remove my hand from my own pussy to stop coming right then and then. I looked up at him, eyes closed, with a blissful smile on my face, closed my eyes, and again I focused on that cock, its warmth, the way it felt alive, almost vibrating in my mouth. One of the toughest things I've ever done is not to burst into an orgasm right then and there, but it was too much, and my free arm wrapped around his thigh, so there was something to do. I'd love to suck this cock for hours. I wanted to make him feel hot in my mouth. Probably even today, this time, this time when I had a cock in my mouth, is my fantasy when I play with myself. But there was only one problem. I wanted it in my pussy.
I did not know it would fit. I did not care that people were watching. I wanted a cock in my pussy. One of his arms was wrapped around my head, pushing me forward and I took another while I had to go out for air. He felt me ??pull back and loosen his grip, and I smiled at him
I climbed up and sat down on his lap with his hard penis between us. This is one of my favorite things - it's driving the guys wild, and I wanted him to want me as badly as I wanted him to. I press my wet pussy against his shaft and slide up and down against her, grind my cock against his cock. Without this cock in my mouth, it was actually a bit less intense for me, even with the attraction of a little pussy but my focus was on him, annoying him. I'd slide up, so the head of his cock is almost but not until the opening of my pussy, then slide back down, leaving my lips on my web to slide across his cock, making it smooth. I looked at his face. His head was rolled back. He was losing his mind. I would have slid up - not quite far and back.
I slid a small fraction higher, the head of his penis slid against my opening and I started to push down ...I took a deep breath, locked my eyes on Abu, I knew, somehow, that I would find this thing in me, but part of my consciousness revolted. It was too big, too much - but I love that feeling that my own flesh is slowly coming out. I love seeing a person's face when he first enters me. Although part of me wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and get into the sensation, I wanted to see the effect I had on it.So slowly I slid down, a small part of an inch at a time. His eyes were closed. He had a smile on his lips, his mouth closed. He was lost in bliss, in my pussy. Another inch down. It was difficult to move slowly, but at the same time it did not seem to me that I could go faster. As I was released, my cat still needed time to catch up, and so I slid down, I breathed deeply, and even, I wanted my body to relax, surrender, surrender. I wish the stroke, the first BBC I've taken, has lasted forever ... but I also wanted it in me at this point. Even the seconds that struck it felt as if they were taking too much time. So I was, ride Abu. Slowly, at first, but building a nice rhythm, as I used to its size. I was locked in it without paying attention to the other two in the room - did any of them have a cock taken out? I do not know - and I just slowly get up and down on this monster. And I started to do one of my favorite things. When I'm at the top of a man I like to annoy him with his pussy too slowly to push him off too slowly to create momentum but I love to look at the expressions of his face while driving wildly. I can say he loves him, enjoying every blow just as much as I do. Up and down. His eyes were closed, this soft smile of kisses enjoying the strength I felt over him. His pleasure was beneath me, and I loved him. And then, to this day, I do not know exactly what happened, but for about a third of a second someone turned me around and, without ever pulling my pussy off, bent me over the couch and just started to hit me , solid. I came before his first full stroke was completed. Well, at least for the first time. And it was a monster - waves of pleasure that smashed my body. I was vaguely aware of the noises I was doing, but I felt as if they were coming from someone else. But it was not over, and my orgasm did not cease earlier than I felt. I was just powerless - he held one arm on his thigh, held me in his seat, and his other hand grabbed my hair, pulling back - not too strong, but enough. All I could do was give up the pleasure, and so I did. I do not know how long it hit me. I know I had more than one orgasm. I do not even know how to describe it, but the women who have been there are gone - somehow it's too much and you can not take it anymore, and you just have to stop it, and yet it does not. This is the best thing in the world. And then again, you think you can not take more and you give up on it, and somehow it's even better. Over and over again ...
And in a moment he pulled out of me, turned me around and down to my knees, and before I even knew you were a cock in my face, and he was moaning and my plaster with three thick pulse on came. I opened my mouth to catch some of it, and he stabbed a cock in, and I sucked so happy, so grateful, just knowing he would suck that glorious cock every time he wanted if it even meant a chance to got fucked like this again ...
Somebody brought me a towel and I cleaned my face. Tim brought me a glass of water from which I desperately needed. We had a few laughs and finally took my clothes again and shared a few kisses with Abu. Smiles and hugs and it was time to go home. But when I walked through the door, Abu followed me. He gave me a long, gentle hug and a sweet kiss. And this is the story of my BBC.
It has two rooms that play a smaller role in this story. I will call them Nazim and Tim. Nazim and Abu share a room, and Tim, who is white, has a place for himself. There is also a common room, kitchen and more. Anyway, Tim has found some sangria and we eat the steaks and we *******, and the conversation, as sometimes happens when you get a group of 20-year-olds into a room, turns into sex. And at one point Nazim asks me if I've ever been with a black man. I tell him, honestly, that I am.
They annoy me a little about it, and eventually we get to talk about something that everyone says about black boys. You know. Whether they are really bigger, such things. I say that, according to my experience, most cocks are pretty close to the same size.And then at some point, Abu catches me to check it out. He dropped his shorts.At this point I had two reactions. The first is that his cock, while soft, was still the biggest I've ever seen. Clearly, it is much bigger than I had seen before. The second is that she is just beautiful. I do not even know how to explain it, and I'm sure some of them are just so beautiful - tall and fit - and I'm sure that in my imagination I did it better than I was, but I just remember how I felt I was looking at it honestly, it was the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. But damn if I told him right away.
So I looked down at him. That's pretty big, but probably not much bigger when it's difficult. "And he just kept my eye on me. I swear I've never been with so much sexual tension. We switched on music, switched on some lights, and started dancing. Frankly, I'm not a very stripper, but my experience is that it's not really a skill the guys are interested in.Abu was on one end of the couch. Tim was on the other side - enough space between them - and Michael was in the chair on the other side of Andre. Andre had slipped his loop in his pants, but he had not put on anything else.Tim and Nazim were rather noisy. And what or the habit when I took my shirt, "appeared tits" as I undid the back of my bra, but Andre, he just sat there looking at me. Still, calm, confident. Every time I looked at him, I swear, I felt it in my stomach and down to the bottom. When I got to my bikini, I still held my bra, but with her I looked at him. I tried to play it, I pressed against him on my lap, rubbing his butt against him. He liked him, leaned back and lifted his thighs a little. Yes, it was hard. Not super hard but well on my way, and I could say what I was doing was a job.I stepped back from him, letting my bra fall. Approbatory calls from Tim and Nazim, still so calm, even a look from Abu. I turned around, played with the edge of my panties, annoyed them, would I take them off?"Do you want to see my pussy?"Wow and cry from Tim and Nazim. I turned away from him, bent down and dropped my panties. I did. I rushed to the couch. He put his hands on my hips and I began to give him a small dance on his lap, shortening, not too much, on the cloth covered with a cloth. I'm sure he could sense how hot and wet my pussy is. I do not know how I did not do exactly what he told me about the second one, but he would not have done that easily. I slid down on it, rubbing my chest on my chest and stomach until they pressed against the convex part of his underwear. I kissed my mouth open with his mouth, then I looked at him. And I did. I slipped his underwear, and that cock, that glorious cock, stuck up. It was, wow. Do not know, nine inches? I did not have a ruler. But fat. Solid. I knew I wanted it in my mouth. But I would not allow him to understand this immediately. Now I know myself better. I know when I see a great dick, I want to suck it. And when I suck it, I want to fuck it. But then I did not know. I thought I had more control over where I was going to develop ...I kissed my way down his stomach on the inside of his hip bone. In the crack between his leg and the side of his glorious balls ... but I did not touch his cock, even when he spread his legs wider. I worked with open oral kisses on the inside of his thighs. He lowered his tongue under his balls ... his breath came in shallow, tight A spasm of my lips came down my body to my pussy. I knew I was just new at that moment, that I would spend a lot of time in that beautiful, glorious black cock in my mouth.
I closed my eyes. My free hand opened my pussy. And I swear I was tall, with a loud voice on the feeling that the thick cock crows in my mouth, the folded heat in the sight of Nazim and Abu, the soft sigh of Abu's throat. A little back and forth, a little suction, but nothing rushed, nothing heavy - just loved that moment. So I was there with this gorgeous cock in my mouth. Now I really do not give jobs, as you can see in pornography. If I control, it will not be something to repel and get away. I'm slower, more sensual. I took it about two inches in my mouth, and I just tasted it, the texture, the taste, my tongue slightly pressed on her bottom as I sucked gently. I had to remove my hand from my own pussy to stop coming right then and then. I looked up at him, eyes closed, with a blissful smile on my face, closed my eyes, and again I focused on that cock, its warmth, the way it felt alive, almost vibrating in my mouth. One of the toughest things I've ever done is not to burst into an orgasm right then and there, but it was too much, and my free arm wrapped around his thigh, so there was something to do. I'd love to suck this cock for hours. I wanted to make him feel hot in my mouth. Probably even today, this time, this time when I had a cock in my mouth, is my fantasy when I play with myself. But there was only one problem. I wanted it in my pussy.
I did not know it would fit. I did not care that people were watching. I wanted a cock in my pussy. One of his arms was wrapped around my head, pushing me forward and I took another while I had to go out for air. He felt me ??pull back and loosen his grip, and I smiled at him
I climbed up and sat down on his lap with his hard penis between us. This is one of my favorite things - it's driving the guys wild, and I wanted him to want me as badly as I wanted him to. I press my wet pussy against his shaft and slide up and down against her, grind my cock against his cock. Without this cock in my mouth, it was actually a bit less intense for me, even with the attraction of a little pussy but my focus was on him, annoying him. I'd slide up, so the head of his cock is almost but not until the opening of my pussy, then slide back down, leaving my lips on my web to slide across his cock, making it smooth. I looked at his face. His head was rolled back. He was losing his mind. I would have slid up - not quite far and back.
I slid a small fraction higher, the head of his penis slid against my opening and I started to push down ...I took a deep breath, locked my eyes on Abu, I knew, somehow, that I would find this thing in me, but part of my consciousness revolted. It was too big, too much - but I love that feeling that my own flesh is slowly coming out. I love seeing a person's face when he first enters me. Although part of me wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and get into the sensation, I wanted to see the effect I had on it.So slowly I slid down, a small part of an inch at a time. His eyes were closed. He had a smile on his lips, his mouth closed. He was lost in bliss, in my pussy. Another inch down. It was difficult to move slowly, but at the same time it did not seem to me that I could go faster. As I was released, my cat still needed time to catch up, and so I slid down, I breathed deeply, and even, I wanted my body to relax, surrender, surrender. I wish the stroke, the first BBC I've taken, has lasted forever ... but I also wanted it in me at this point. Even the seconds that struck it felt as if they were taking too much time. So I was, ride Abu. Slowly, at first, but building a nice rhythm, as I used to its size. I was locked in it without paying attention to the other two in the room - did any of them have a cock taken out? I do not know - and I just slowly get up and down on this monster. And I started to do one of my favorite things. When I'm at the top of a man I like to annoy him with his pussy too slowly to push him off too slowly to create momentum but I love to look at the expressions of his face while driving wildly. I can say he loves him, enjoying every blow just as much as I do. Up and down. His eyes were closed, this soft smile of kisses enjoying the strength I felt over him. His pleasure was beneath me, and I loved him. And then, to this day, I do not know exactly what happened, but for about a third of a second someone turned me around and, without ever pulling my pussy off, bent me over the couch and just started to hit me , solid. I came before his first full stroke was completed. Well, at least for the first time. And it was a monster - waves of pleasure that smashed my body. I was vaguely aware of the noises I was doing, but I felt as if they were coming from someone else. But it was not over, and my orgasm did not cease earlier than I felt. I was just powerless - he held one arm on his thigh, held me in his seat, and his other hand grabbed my hair, pulling back - not too strong, but enough. All I could do was give up the pleasure, and so I did. I do not know how long it hit me. I know I had more than one orgasm. I do not even know how to describe it, but the women who have been there are gone - somehow it's too much and you can not take it anymore, and you just have to stop it, and yet it does not. This is the best thing in the world. And then again, you think you can not take more and you give up on it, and somehow it's even better. Over and over again ...
And in a moment he pulled out of me, turned me around and down to my knees, and before I even knew you were a cock in my face, and he was moaning and my plaster with three thick pulse on came. I opened my mouth to catch some of it, and he stabbed a cock in, and I sucked so happy, so grateful, just knowing he would suck that glorious cock every time he wanted if it even meant a chance to got fucked like this again ...
Somebody brought me a towel and I cleaned my face. Tim brought me a glass of water from which I desperately needed. We had a few laughs and finally took my clothes again and shared a few kisses with Abu. Smiles and hugs and it was time to go home. But when I walked through the door, Abu followed me. He gave me a long, gentle hug and a sweet kiss. And this is the story of my BBC.
[COLOR=rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.87)]to be continued[/COLOR]
