I love getting comments and stories from you SBB readers. I got this story from a reader named “D” who posted it in the “Is it the Black Man or the Big Cock” comments section. But, I thought it was too good to just leave there. Read her story about her Vegas vacation and how she used black cock to get even with her boyfriend. Her story is HOT! Thanks D.

Edited only for grammar and spelling

I recently had a trip to Las Vegas with my boyfriend that turned into such a huge fight, that I left the Paris Hotel and found a room in the Tropicana. After having dinner and walking around alone, I decided to stop at a lounge and have a drink. Sitting at a table behind me, I noticed two black men staring. I just smiled and turned away. I got up to get some napkins and I guess the short sundress I was wearing gave them a pretty good view of my skimpy thong underneath. I decided to leave to play the slots and have a few more free cosmos. At about 2am I decided to call it quits and head to my room.

As I entered the elevator the two black guys at the lounge were in the same elevator holding lots of black and green chips. I commented how I wish I was that lucky! They noticed I missed my floor and asked if they could help me back down to my correct floor. They probably noticed I had too many cosmos and was a little tipsy. They pushed the card into my room lock and opened the door. That’s when I decided that it was revenge time for my asshole boyfriend.

I invited them in and immediately dropped my sundress to disclose my firm, tanned 50ish body. I have been told it can pass for the body of a 30 year old. I have never had children, so my 34C cup breasts are still where they belong. The guys wasted no time in stripping down. Although my boyfriend is hung, seeing those black horse cocks hanging in front of me caused my body to shake. I wanted to be violated and used all night, and boy, did I get what I wished for!

I sucked and fucked for hours, screaming “oh god, oh god” as they took turns fucking me to death. They kept asking how it felt to take almost 2 feet of dick inside me and I almost passed out just thinking of it. Just when I thought they would come, they turned me on all fours and attempted to go in my vagina and ass all at once! I begged and screamed, “I don’t like anal” as they pressed against my ass. All I could do was scream for mercy. I then remembered that I had KY Jelly in the bathroom…only wishful thinking with the boyfriend (he doesn’t give it to me in the ass).

They fingered my ass and began the anal assault I only saw in the movies. I moaned and groaned as they took turns violating me. They went from my ass to my mouth and back into my pussy. I was numb from the pain and pleasure these black guys gave me. I got past it all knowing I was getting even with my asshole boyfriend who was waiting back at the Paris.

They eventually pulled off their stretched condoms and pulled me off the bed onto the floor where they pulled my hair with one hand each and jerked off in my face with the other. My face, hair, and mouth were completely covered in sperm. I was done. They quickly dressed and kissed me goodbye. As I went into the shower, I looked in the mirror and saw my body completely transformed by those huge cocks. My ass and vagina were so stretched and red I didn’t think I would be able to sit on the plane the next day. I can’t wait to see my boyfriend and laugh inside about what he missed while he was playing poker!

If any of you have any real interracial stories, share them with me. You can leave them as comments on your favorite posts or send them to me directly. I’ll try to share as many as I can with you.

I Am Not Urban

And proud of it. Perversely proud of it, in fact. I fucking hate getting shoved into somebody else’s box, neatly labeled, then stuck on a shelf. The company can make me their token black executive as long as the check clears, but I fucking wish they’d stop trying to slap my hand and establish emotional closeness by mentioning rap artists. I fucking hate rap. The color of my skin doesn’t make me like fucking rap.

What it does make me is harder to get along with than your average hostile individual. I’ll admit, I don’t like people. Black people, white people, pick a color of people. What I like is nature. The good old, uncorrupted, doesn’t-give-a-fuck-what-your-skin-color-is nature. I love to hike; I love to camp; and I love to hunt - with a camera. I will admit that I also love to fish, but that’s not murder, that’s manslaughter, and I can live with it.

I do the Appalachian trail, but confess that being in “Billy Bob” country gives me an unpleasant tingle down my spine. I much prefer areas where I’m unlikely to bump into anyone, much less the cast of “Deliverance.”

I spent my last vacation in the Rocky Mountains, breathing the sharp, crisp Colorado air and wiping my mind clean of everything. I hiked along, attempting to get as high and as far away as I could before I made camp.

I don’t know how long it took before my mind registered the sound I was hearing. It was a sobbing. The sobbing of a helpless woman. I called out to her and asked her to talk or something so that I could find her. All she could come up with apparently was “help” in a small voice, but it was enough.

I stood at the top of a small gorge, leaned against a tree and looked down at her. She was small, blonde, white-faced from fear and pain, and had one leg stuck under something. Her heavy backpack had turtled her. She moved her arms and her other leg, and I released a breath. She wasn’t broken in half.

“I fell,” she said, shame in her eyes.

I smiled at her reassuringly.

“And her I was thinking you’d jumped down there just to meet people.”

She let go of a genuine laugh, from deep inside her, that shook her impressive chest.

I felt a tingle. I absolutely love people who can laugh under shitty circumstances, especially women who can do that. It’s a rare and treasured quality.

I figure it only took me about ten minutes to drop my backpack, get out a rope, tie it off, then work my way down to her. I had to use the hunting knife that lived in my boot to cut her right ankle free. I gentle cupped her calf and looked at her ankle. The calf was so white against my black hand. The ankle was three shades of purple and twice the size of the other.

“Can you move it?” I asked.

She gently revolved the ankle, then arched her foot.

“I don’t think it’s broken, but it’s not happy,” she said.

She hadn’t even blinked at the site of my very large black hand on her leg. I’ve known white women that would have rather died of exposure than risk being alone in the woods with a black man. I felt more tingles.

I worked her out of her backpack, which involved some involuntary brushing of my fingers against soft parts, but that was indeed involuntary and she took it as so. I got her on her one good foot, then helped her up out of the gorge, sat her down, and went back for her backpack.

I got her settled on a convenient boulder, gave her some asprin and some water, then set myself to making camp. The sun was plunging beneath the horizon, which at that altitude meant not only darkness was coming, but cold was coming too. Quickly.

I found my silver flask and offered it to her. A good shot of brandy burned through her and did her a world of good. She’d elevated the leg, and looked quite fetching with her leg up, her blonde curls shaken down, and a smile on her face.

“I’ll never be able to thank you enough,” she said.

Want to bet, I thought as I staked my tent.

Her name was Jane. I told her my name was Wallace, never “Wally,” thank you very much. She grinned at me. She didn’t think too much of her name, either. She’d been called “plain Jane” all through school. I wondered what kind of assholes she’d gone to school with. She was anything but plain. She had big blue eyes that twinkled with intelligence, a little nose, a full mouth, and a very nice full breasted body that showed that she wasn’t afraid to eat a sandwich, and also worked out.

She was bright and funny, and once another slug of brandy hit, flirtatious. Nicely flirtatious. I liked it. She turned me on, knew it, and liked it. I, in turn, loved making camp for us. There’s something delightfully primitive about making camp in the middle of nowhere for a woman.

I cooked a nice freeze-dried dinner for us around the campfire. We both got into my tent almost automatically, spreading our sleeping bags in the light from my battery operated lantern.

She lay there looking at me with a gentle smile on her face.

“I wonder why they’re always called ‘White’ Knights?” she murmured.

I laughed and kissed her. Her mouth opened for my tongue and she wiggled closer to me. I ran my hands down her back, gripped her firm ass and pulled her to me. She had a great ass, full and round and firm. Very responsive. A lot of heat emanated from between her legs.

I took off both of our clothes slowly, admiring her body and letting her get used to mine. From the expressions flowing across her face when she looked at me I was the first black man she’d ever seen naked. She appeared to like what she saw.

She reached down and grasped my hard cock.

“Apparently, it’s true what they say,” she mumured.

The first few witty things I thought in response fell out of my brain before I could get my throat cleared. “Uh,” was what I managed to say. Now, between you and me, the things not all that damned big. I mean, it’s not “scary, split a woman in half” big. But if you happen to be a short white woman seeing your first ebony hardon, it’s probably a sight. Especially since I’d been on a dry spell and my swollen cockhead was turning purple, with white drops of precum oozing out.

She seemed to be disappearing on me, until my slow brain realized she was sliding down her sleeping bag to get her mouth even with my cock. She looked at it brightly, took a few experimental laps at it with her tongue, then attempted to work the head into her mouth. Her eyes got a little big, but she got it in, both hands stroking, her rosy lips sucking like crazy.

I put my hands behind my head and just watched her. Her hands slid up and down my shaft as her mouth worked my cockhead, then she slid her lips and tongue down one side and up the other. She licked and nibbled at my balls, her hungry mouth eventually returning to take my cock as deep as she could. Her eyes enlarged with mild shock at her own daring as I felt my cockhead slip over her tongue.

“Uh,” I said, “honey…” She withdrew my cock and nodded. She reached for the brandy flask, sat up, took a good gulp, recapped it, toosed it aside and smiled at me while the brandy lit her up. She started in on my cock again, her mouth warm and still greedy. She was determined she was going to take as much of my cock into her mouth as she could.

I was hoping I wouldn’t cum in her mouth when she wasn’t ready. It wasn’t just the working of her mouth and hands that were driving me toward the edge, it was the look of utter determination on her face. She got up on her fists and one good knee and got a better angle on it. Her mouth lowered…and my thick black shaft began to disappear inside her pretty pinkly flushed face.

I drove my nails into my palms, did the multiplication tables, anything to prevent drowning the woman. I reached to grab her hair and she shook me off. She growled at me, the sound vibrating down into my full and aching balls.

I felt my cockhead clip into the top of her throat. She got her mouth of just in time, her hands pumping furiously as she grinned at me. My cum arced into the air and splashed all over her face. She lapped at it greedily.

She lay back with a satisfied and triumphant smile on her cum soaked face while I recovered. Eventually, I showed her my oral skills, as well as showing her what it felt like to have that black cock she liked so much in her tight pussy.

Luckily, we both were happy with our campsite. We stayed there for days.

Hot, Wet and Tight in LA

I can’t believe what’s happened to me lately! I have to be the luckiest person in the world! (Especially one who was born in Edgewater, Georgia, may I never see it again.) The trip out to LA was an easy drive. I met some nice people, including a guy in Texas who gave me my first really GOOD ass screwing! (My best friend back home, Charlotte, laughed at me and said once I got turned loose I’d raise hell, and she was right.)

I got a great job. It’s not all that challenging, but the money is good, and there’s a chance for promotion. Good benefits, too. Lots of cool people work there, including some great looking single guys. The best part of all is the apartment I found to share. They’d die back home, but I answered a “roommate wanted” ad. Turns out Lisa is from some jerkwater town in Alabama, so we got along great. She’s really nice, and really beautiful. Long, pale blonde hair, huge brown eyes, an all-over tan, and large breasts. She’s really easygoing. Walks around naked like it’s the most natural thing in the world. (She’s got me doing it now, too.) The apartment is big, and has a great view. Workout room, sauna, pool…everything anybody could want. Lot’s of single people, and I’ve made friends.

Lisa is the greatest. She showed me wear to shop, where all the best restaurants are, and all that kind of thing. She also showed me something tonight that made me just CUM!! She told me she was having a friend over, and could I make myself scarce for a while. She had that wicked smile on her face when she said it, so I knew what she was going to do. I went to my room, and read. After a while I heard the knock at the door, and muffled voices. I wasn’t trying to listen, but I could hear some sounds. I went to my door and pressed my ear against it. Wow. They were doing some hot and nasty fucking. I heard this deep voice saying “suck it in good, honey.” I HAD to look.

I opened the door quietly and peeked out. Damn! My knees immediately buckled and I slid down to the floor. I could see everything, and what I saw. Lisa was on her knees sucking cock, but a cock like I’d never seen before. It was HUGE. And black. It looked like an ebony carving. The shaft was thick and lined with big veins. Lisa slid her mouth off and licked at the head. It looked like a big, black mushroom, with white drips of precum oozing out.

He was really tall, probably about 6′4″ or so. Very handsome, with high cheekbones and big eyes. Covered with muscles. His balls were big and heavy. He had his hands knotted in Lisa’s blonde hair and pumped his cock slowly in and out of her mouth. She had her eyes closed and looked like she was in heaven as that thick ebony rod slid in and out of her mouth. With each stroke it slid in deeper. I had to clamp a hand over my mouth and hold onto the wall. He must have been fucking her throat. That incredible rod just slid in so far! Finally he moved her head back, grabbed his pole and pumped it. Spurt after spurt of his hot cream pulsed out all over her face! It seemed to go on for so long. All over her face, then he aimed at her tits. She was coated with it.

He gave a big smile, then picked her right up off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he licked her face and sucked her tongue. I’d never seen a white woman with a black man before, and the contrast was the most incredibly erotic thing I’d ever seen. My clit got so hard it hurt. I slipped back into my room and got my vibrator, then slid it into my juicy cunt. I knelt back down in the doorway, and the vibrator tingled the hell out of my hard clit and hot pussy. It felt great.

Lisa was on her back in the middle of the floor and her boyfriend was giving her head. She writhed and moaned like crazy. I’ve never seen a man give head like that. He was FIERCE…eating her out with such determination. I could see his long, thick tongue flick all over her, and fuck her pussy, then he nibbled and sucked on her lips, then fastened hard on her clit. When he sucked hard on her clit, he took his fingers and started finger fucking her. His arm was pounding at her in rhythm with the movements of his head. Lisa came over and over again until she was screaming and begging him to stop. He kept going, forcing her to more explosions.

I clenched my muscles on my vibrator and rode it hard, cumming as quietly as I could. I imagined his tongue in me, his mouth licking and sucking my cunt, his big hands fucking my holes. I came harder than I ever did with my boyfriend back home. Damn, I wanted to fuck that man. I wanted to fuck him more than I’ve ever wanted to fuck anybody.

He finally let Lisa up. All her muscles were loose and she flopped like a big, grinning rag doll. He grinned back at her, then took his rockhard shaft and started to fuck her everywhere. He slid the ebony pole between her tits, then took his hands and pushed her tits together. The dark mushroom head peaked out as he fucked her tits. Lisa tried to grab it with her tongue and lick the precum that poured out of it. The he put her on her side, and fucked her armpit. I’ve never even heard of that before. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. That huge cock sliding from behind to poke out it’s shiny head then pull back again. He fucked both armpits, her hair, her tits again, then gripped it hard and rubbed the head all over her.

All I could do was cum. I’ve never seen anybody fuck with such hot, nasty hunger before. That big black cock wanted every part of her. (And I wanted every part of that big black cock!) Finally, he flipped her and put her on her hands and knees. His big hands gripped her hips and he SLAMMED his rod into her. He fucked her hard, his muscles tense, his teeth gritted. It was all Lisa could do to hang on. Her big tits bounced with the force of his strokes. She lowered her head and shoulders and slammed back at him. “Fuck my hot bitch cunt!” she howled suddenly. “Fuck my hot bitch cunt hard! Fuck my white pussy with that huge black fuckstick! Deeper! Deeper!”

Damn, I thought. That thing goes in any deeper and it’s coming out of the top of your head, girl. I could imagine what that must feel like. (Barely. I’ve never even seen a cock like that, much less had one.) So shiny and dark, sliding all the way out to plunge back in again. His huge balls slapping against her thighs. I could hear how wet she was from the sucking noises her cunt made on his cock. Slurpy, sucking, thudding noises.

He grabbed at something suddenly and slapped her ass. She quivered and moaned. “Do it,” she begged. “Do it to me.” I tilted my head to look, and saw that he had a tube of lubricant in his hands. My eyes went huge and my mouth dropped open. He was going to fuck her ass. He was going to put that big thing in her firm round ass. His finger worked her hole and she was in ecstasy. “Do it,” she kept moaning. “Fuck my ass hard. Fuck it so hard. I want every inch of your fuckstick up my hole. I want every inch. Fuck my hungry ass! Fuck it!”

His arm muscles tightened as he fingered her hole so hard. I don’t know how many fingers he’d put in her, but it looked like he was punching her ass with his fist. She was in an almost insane ecstasy, howling at him to fuck her white ass with his huge black cock. Finally, he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her hole. “You sure you want it, sugar?” he said softly. “You sure you can take this?” Lisa begged, pleaded, shoved her hips back at him. Wow, I thought. He’s made her a fucking bitch in heat. I pumped my pussy with the vibrator, then slid it out and pressed it against my ass. My hole wasn’t ready, but I really dug the feeling of forcing it open with my toy. I imagined it was the huge ebony cock impaling me. I slid the vibrator in deep, squatted down to hold it in place and rubbed my clit.

He gave her the swollen head of his cock in her hole, then held it there. She howled and tried to hump back for more but he gripped her hips and wouldn’t let her move. “Beg for it, sweetheart,” he whispered. Lisa exploded in a mostly incoherent monologue, promising to do anything, anything at all, if he’d fuck her ass. He grinned down at her, then shoved it home. Lisa grunted as her ass took every solid inch. He fucked her slowly at first, then faster, his balls slapping her wet pussy, his hips thudding her ass. Lisa’s arms and legs gave out and she sprawled on the floor. He never missed a stroke. His body came down on top of her, pumping hard. He gripped her wrists and held her arms above her head. He gave her a few more pounding strokes then threw his head back and groaned. His whole body shuddered with the force. His cum overflowed her ass, running all over both of them.

I managed to get my door shut quietly and get to my bed. I rubbed my clit and got myself off over and over again, picturing that incredible sight. I’ve never been so hot or cum so big. I couldn’t wait to talk to Lisa in the morning and find out if her incredible friend had a friend for me!

Cum to Convention

My friend and I had the three-day-weekend to end all three-day-weekends planned. Fine wine, fine food, great shopping, the theater. We were as giddy as a bunch of teenagers…right up until my supervisor tapped me to pinch hit for somebody’s appendix and go to a conference. I was livid, but I like being employed, so I shut the hell up and went to Chicago. My friend went off on the three-day-weekend to New York. I gritted my teeth a lot.

I moved through the conference in a fog, but didn’t disgrace myself too much. They handed me over to some executive type who was supposed to show me around. Very dignified, distinguished looking black man in silver-gray tailoring. All he did was remind me of the weekend I was missing (and Lisa wasn’t) and I hated him on site. I was barely civil to him, and progressed rapidly to rudeness. He gave it back in volumes. Three hours after we met we were standing in the middle of his office shrieking at each other. We pulled it all out. Race. Gender. Probable ancestry. At one point my palm went right for his face. He tossed up a hand and caught. For a second we both froze, staring at his strong black hand around my white wrist. Then we looked at each other. Then a LOT of things happened.

He was still growling deep in his throat when his mouth came down on mine and his tongue took me. I mean…TOOK. His kiss was savage and demanding, one hand knotted in my hair to hold my head still. I felt my feet leave the floor and my butt land on the desk. He took an arm and swept most of the stuff on the top of his desk to the floor with one swipe. He pulled my head back, laying me down, as his right hand went up under my skirt, grabbed my hose and yanked. He stripped the clothes off me, tearing the fabric in several places. His breathing was loud and harsh and his eyes were lit with an insane glow of animal lust. I was both frightened out of my mind and more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life. His hand went between my legs and rubbed my hot, dripping pussy.

He lowered his mouth to my right nipple and sucked it hard as he fingered me. Once his fingers were nice and juicy, he slid into a three-finger fuck that was glorious. He built me higher and higher and higher….then stopped and stepped back. I whimpered at him like a wounded animal. He very slowly opened his pants, and took out his rigid, thick 10″ shaft. He fingered it and stared at me. In silence. I went from helpless lust to pure rage. I came off the desk at him like a rocket, knocking him backward enough to land on the couch. I leaped on him, impaling myself with his cock, my body falling forward awkwardly. He couldn’t get leverage enough to move, so I fucked the living shit out of him. Hard, vicious humping, grinding my clit against his shaft…like fucking a tree stump…smashing my ass cheeks against his balls, fists gripping his shirt…licking and biting his skin…muttering “bastard, bastard, bastard” over and over again until I came so big I screamed.

The thud as we hit the floor knocked the wind out of me and that huge climax left me disoriented. I lay and blinked at the ceiling for a few minutes when a huge dark THING came into my line of sight. He mounted me, one knee on either side of my chest, then gripped my wrists and held them out and pinned to the floor. I opened my mouth with the intention of telling the bastard there was no way I’d suck his fucking cock, but somehow the nerve endings got the message wrong….and that huge shaft did a slow slide over my tongue as I gobbled at it.

His eyes were still dark with fury, and he had some kind of “fuckingwhitecuntwhorebitch” monologue going on, but he fed me that huge pole very carefully, inching it carefully into my mouth. My tongue and lips wouldn’t stay still, and for some reason it became a point of honor for me to take it all. I was going to…well, I was just going to show him, that’s all. I sucked him deep into my throat, moaning vibrations against it, feeling it swell and throb, feeling his heavy balls on my chin. Damn, he had a load of cum in there. His grip on my wrists loosened as his eyes half-closed and his monologue drifted into moans and gasps. He fucked my mouth slowly, sensuously, muscles clenched to make it last as long as he could. I watched his face as he got closer and closer to exploding. Suddenly, his eyes flew open, he gripped his cock and withdrew it, stroking hard as he pumped his cum to my mouth. I held my mouth open for it, letting some of it splash on my face. He seemed to cum forever…long white spurts firing out of his ebony cannon.

He lowered himself carefully to the floor beside me, eyes closed. I ran my fingers through the cum on my face, then licked the fingers. Tasty. Very, very tasty. I took scraped up as much as I could and rubbed it all over my cunt. I was sitting on his face with a grip on his balls before he could react. When his reaction kicked in…it was a tongue thrust in my cunt, then biting and sucking on my swollen lips. He got every inch of my cunt with that tongue…except my clit. It was erotic torture, but I clenched my teeth and held on, refusing to let him know that I wanted him to suck my clit so much I was afraid it would shatter my body. He tormented me unmercifully until I leaned forward, tightened my grip on his balls and took the silky head of his half-hard cock between my teeth. His mouth immediately fastened around my clit…tongue, lips and teeth working together.

I fucked his face with everything I had. It was almost unbearable ecstasy. His cock had gone rock hard and I lost the grip with my teeth. I closed my eyes and repeatedly bumped the mushroom head with my forehead as I writhed and thrust my hot, juicy cunt against his face. I had to put both palms flat on the floor on either side of his hips to stay even slightly upright. My clit felt huge…as if my entire lower body had turned into one throbbing piece of erectile tissue. He growled something at me…I have no idea what…and the planet exploded, sending me spinning off into space.

My body was numb and my brain was shut down. After about a century, I opened my eyes. Eventually, what I was staring at solidified. His handsome black face stared down at me, the dark eyes full of laughter. I realized I was wrapped in the gorgeous silver-gray suit jacket. After a little experimentation I realized that all my body parts were intact, and most were functioning. When I remembered what language I spoke, I looked up at him. “You realize, of course, that this means war.” He chuckled. “Surrender, pretty lady. I’ve conquered you.”

Now, you’d think a man his age would have been shoved to his hands and knees, had his ass spanked, his cheeks spread and his little pucker tongue fucked at least once in his life. Nope. My little pink tongue went where no tongue had gone before and you could almost see the brain cells pouring out his ears. He went into a fit of muscle spasms and helpless little “oh-oh-oh!” sounds as I worked my tongue between his mahogany cheeks. I cupped his balls and held them. Dark, hairy, swollen, heavy. I worked them between my fingers gently, then slid my fingers down his cock. The tip was oozing precum all over the carpet. I traced the thick veins. He felt as if he had been carved from marble.

I put a fingertip against his hole and tickled him. He made a sound that could have been a question. I gently inserted the tip of the finger. He made another sound, that pretty much indicated his question had been answered. Using my own cunt juices, his precum and spit, I worked my index finger all the way into his ass and fucked him gently. The strong, muscular dark body held completely under my power by one slender white index finger up his ass was intoxicating. “You are my fuckslave,” I said loudly. “My fucktoy. I can do anything I want to you.”

He gurgled at me, his ass thrusting back to take the finger deeper. I gently inserted a second finger, and fucked him harder. He was wild, the new sensation rushing through him like a drug. It’s always amused me that a man who quite confidently expects to pleasure a woman’s anus is stunned to discover his own anus a source of pleasure as well. It shoots that “men are logical” theory right in the…well…ass. I inserted a third finger and fucked him so hard my fist was punching his ass. “Fuckslave,” I growled. “Fucktoy. I’m gonna fuck your male black ass until you pour cum for me. This white bitch is going to take your ass and OWN IT! Grab your cock and jerk-off, fuckslave!”

He nearly went over as one hand shot to his rod and started to stroke. I watched his shoulder muscles bunch from the force he used. He threw his head back, howling, desperately gasping for air. I tugged gently down on his balls with one hand as I pounded the hell out of his ass with the other. Somehow a fourth finger had slipped in, and I was a thumb away from fisting him. I watched my hand, fascinated. Wow, I thought.

He pumped his cock, near hysteria, slamming his hips back, muttering “fuckmefuckmefuckme” as one long stream of sound. Suddenly he went rigid, back arched, muscles frozen. I looked under him in time to see the Niagara Falls of cum release. Spurting and splashing everywhere. I pumped his ass until he just fell over, effectively jerking the hole away from the hand. He twitched a couple of times, looked at me with glazed eyes, then drifted off. I laid down next to him in a relatively cum free space of carpet and closed my eyes. I had no doubt we’d have a rematch, and I wanted to be rested up for it.

Ebony Ivory Exhibitionism

Being somebody’s roommate meant that you had to respect their privacy, and usually I was very good at that. Last night things broke down for me a little and a combination of curiousity and horniness made me go a little mad and I’d spied on my roommate and her gorgeous new black boyfriend. I just knew that there was no way I’d be able to look at Tessa after watching her fuck her guy like that without having it show in my face. She took one look at me and grinned. “Did you dig watching?” she asked. I blushed a bit, then finally…out it all came! I told her EVERYTHING…how much it turned me on, how many times I got off watching, how I could FEEL that huge ebony cock all over me…and how much I wanted some. She grinned even wider and nodded approvingly. “If you haven’t had some of that, you have GOT to try it. It’s fucking amazing! You will not believe what it feels like to have your pussy packed with that fuckstick! It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

It took me a minute or so to realize Tessa was offering to share! I blinked at her with my mouth open. She put her hands on my shoulders. “Shannon,” she said seriously, “you’ve got to have him. We’ve got an open thing. We both do other people. Jam will go ape over you. That pure white body of yours will drive him insane! If you really want to be his fantasy, I’ll shave your pussy for you. You spread open and show him a shaved white pussy, and he’ll make you cum until you can’t stand it!”

I spent the next couple of days in a dream world. All I could think of what that huge black cock, his muscular body, his handsome face. The cum that spurted like a firehose. How many times he could get it up, and how many different ways he loved to do it. Tessa shaved my pussy for me. I felt a little silly at first, then I realized how she was looking down at my slick cunt. She looked all hot and nasty. I’d never had a woman look at me like that before. I kept my face blank, but my hot, hungry cunt got the message across. I felt the wet heat ooze out of me as my clit got rock hard. Tessa grinned at me. “Want to take your slick little beaver for a test drive?” she said wickedly. I just nodded helplessly.

Her mouth came down on me and licked all over my pussy. The feel of her tongue on my bare skin was ecstasy. I loved it! It made having my pussy eaten about a hundred times better. She licked and nibbled my lips, sucking each one in her mouth, tongue fucking my hole…then fastened her hot, wet mouth on my clit and sucked. And SUCKED!!! She got me off so big, so fast…then kept going until it was so intense I couldn’t stand it anymore.

Tessa decided she’d hide in my bedroom and watch me fuck Jam just like I’d watched her. That really turned me on. I dug knowing that she’d be right there, watching and playing with herself. It made me want to perform. I was so hot and nasty, dressed in a low cut blouse and short tight skirt. I waited for a while, and there was a knock at the door at exactly 9:00 PM. I opened the door and smiled. Jam looked me up and down. “Damn, girl,” he said. “Tessa didn’t lie.” His cock went to rigid attention immediately, and was VERY visibly bulging the front of his jeans. He grinned again, his eyes dark with a power lust, then reached forward and grabbed a fistful of my hair. “I’m gonna eat you up,” he growled, and pulled me forward for a kiss.

His tongue took my mouth like a cock, and I sucked it like one. He lifted me off my feet, kicked the door shut behind him, and carried me into the living room. He stood me on the coffee table and stripped me. He was so damned intense…his eyes feasting on my body. When he had me naked, he stepped back and looked at me. “Alabaster,” he breathed. “You’re made out of alabaster.” I felt myself blushing. He moaned, then put both hands on my tits, squeezing and massaging them. I looked down at his big, dark hands on my white globes with the hard rosy pink nipples and nearly fainted. He felt my reaction, and moved his mouth all over my tits, teasing me, licking so close to my nipples but not touching them. That drove me wild, and I started to beg him to suck my titties without realizing it. He grinned at me wickedly.

“You want those pretty pink and white titties sucked? Then you put your hands behind your back and offer them up to me right.” I put my trembling hands behind my back and thrust my chest out. He flicked his tongue back and forth over each nipple until my cunt was wet and quivering. Then he started to suck hard, then harder. I watched his mouth work on me in ecstasy. He sucked me so hard he covered me with little blue marks. He used that long thick tongue, his lips, his teeth. Nobody had ever done my tits like that before. I closed my eyes, and imagined Tessa watching me, pinching her own nipples so hard, and fingering her clit.

Jam turned me around on the coffee table, and had me bend over with my hands on my knees. “Ohhh,” he breathed. “What a tight little white ass. Yummy.” He licked my ass cheeks all over, then used his tongue to spread open my crack and find my hole. He tongue fucked my ass, shoving that big tongue in as far as it would go. One big hand slid up the inside of my thigh and his fingers went straight into my wet cunt. He ate my ass and fingered my clit until I exploded in the most incredible orgasm. He caught me as I fell off the table and swung me around. “OK, Shannon,” he said grinning. “Time to give me what I need. Down on those pretty knees.”

I could get on my knees fast enough! He stood in front of me, that huge cock so swollen and dark, with a stream of precum pouring from the head. I lapped at his precum, then ran my tongue around his cockhead. It was so damn big I was afraid I couldn’t take it in. I relaxed all my muscles and started slowly. When I looked up, I saw his intense gaze…watching every inch of his ebony rod sliding slowly into my mouth.. His breathing was harsh and ragged, and I could feel his muscles twitch as he tried not to move his hips and just fuck the hell out of my mouth.

I kept my eyes fastened on his and started to make little moaning hungry noises. He went rigid, his eyes darkening, his muscles clenched HARD. I felt my smile as I slid my hands up his strong thighs to his firm ass. I caressed him gently, then increased the noises I made. Hungry. Desperate. Completely submissive to the huge organ in my mouth. I worshipped his cock on my knees…and let him know it. Jam finally lost control completely. His big hands came down on either side of my head and he began to thrust. I felt that glorious cock slide easily over my tongue and into my throat. I’d never had my throat fucked before. It was incredible! I moaned louder, feeling it vibrate against his rockhard shaft. He was out of his mind, saying my name over and over again…fucking, fucking, fucking my greedy mouth. Neither one of us had any warning…he just let go with power spurts of hot cum…some down my throat… then he pulled it out to fill and overflow my mouth, then pulled back again to cover my face. I couldn’t believe the amount of cum he had! It was unreal!

He yanked me to my feet than off them as he cradled my ass. I wrapped my legs around him and he licked and sucked my face and mouth, gobbling his cum off me. I felt wild and free, and wanted to do it all. I mean ALLLLLL….everything I’d ever fantasized about! I’d never felt so hot and nasty before. I thought briefly of my old boyfriend back home and his boring fuckstyle. This was hot, nasty, primitive fucking, and I wanted MORE!!

Jam grinned at me as if he could read my mind, and laid me out on the floor. He spread my legs apart and looked approvingly at my slick cunt. “Beautiful,” he breathed. “Just so beautiful.” He brought his open mouth down on my cunt and sucked it. His tongue was always in motion, sliding over my naked skin, thrusting inside me, flicking my hard clit, over and over again. I shuddered violently as I came repeatedly. He kept eating me, forcing me to higher and more intense orgasms, until the pleasure/pain was unbearable. Finally, he stopped. All I could do was lie there and twitch, all my muscles out of control as wave after wave of sensation slammed through me. He looked down at me with triumph in his eyes. “That’s cumming,” he said laughing. I babbled at him.

He poured a glass of wine and help it to my lips as I sipped. Then he dribbled wine all over me and licked it off. “My feast,” he growled. “My pure white feast.” I thought my eyes were going to spin around in my head! He put the glass down carefully, then looked at me, his eyes burning. “C’mon, sweet lady,” he growled. “Do it for me. Be my hot bitch.” Damn, I thought, then struggled to my hands and knees.

I wiggled my ass at him. “Make me your BITCH!” I howled. “I want to be your bitch in heat! Fuck my hot cunt! Fuck it with that huge black cock! Fuck it deep and hard and faster faster!” That huge thing slammed into me deeper than anything I’d ever felt. It was incredible! I felt so stretched open as he pumped me. He slapped my ass cheeks a couple of times, and the stinging pain made me cum! He held my hips tight, his fingers digging into me, and fucked me like some kind of feral thing. I felt like a wild animal being mounted and howled with pleasure. “FUCK YOUR HOT BITCH!!!” I screamed. I wanted Tessa to hear, I wanted the whole damn neighborhood to hear! “MY HOT BITCH!!!” he yelled back at me. “MY HOT CUNT BITCH!!! Move that white ass for me, bitch. Fuck my cock. Give me all that hot juicy pussy. I’m gonna fill your hot pussy up with my cum. Gonna fill it ’til it overflows, bitch!”

All I could do was cum and howl and hump my ass back at him as he fucked me hard. I felt the hot flood inside me as he drove his cock deep, slamming faster and faster against me. His cum flooded me and flowed out and down my thighs. He seemed to cum forever, pounding me, pounding me, until we both did the only thing we could.

We passed out cold on the floor. Tessa covered us with a blanket then made us both eat her to several orgasms the next morning before she’d let us have breakfast.