Thick or TREAT! (best Halloween EVER)...!
Howdy, y'all!
I hope everybody has been staying safe in these craaaaazy times! I personally have been trying my best to tread that line between safe and still satisfying my sexual needs...hard to social distance and still get some!
ANYWHO...I've been meaning to post this story for ages now, so here we go...just in time for Halloween!
It's a long one (ha ha) so settle back and enjoy...
There's just something about this time of year (fall, October, Halloween) that really gets my juices percolating and I've had some of my best adventures during this time of the year. In fact, I have some major naughtiness planned just upcoming, but more on that later. But there was one particular Halloween a few years ago that was extra super special and marked quite a few milestones for me personally and sexually.
There's a lot of backstory that goes into this particular evening and if I tried to explain it all here, this will turn into "War and Peace"...so I will just post some links to the main players in this evening...
KATIE: https://xhamster.com/posts/475856
DOM HOOTER: https://xhamster.com/posts/406182
MARQUIS: https://xhamster.com/posts/537072
To begin, I did have plans for this particular evening in question:
1. My yearly work-related Halloween party
2. A "date" with Marquis afterwards. His family was going out of town and he had his house to himself. He was having a party there, but the plan was for me to stop over after my work party and us slip away for something quick. He and I had hooked up the year before when I had been dressed up as a Baywatch lifeguard, so this felt like a fun tradition for us both.
And who would I be dressed up as this year? Why, Daisy Duke, of course!
You see, every year at work a team of us would do some sort of group costume...Gilligan's Island, Addams Family, Lifeguards, etc. This particular year it was decided by my boss that we would be Dukes of Hazzard with him as Boss Hogg of course and GUESS WHO was penciled in as Daisy Duke? Of course, being the youngest/hottest female, it was ME! :)
And in fairness? I wasn't mad at all about that. I am humble most of the time, but I DO like showing off occasionally...especially when it was something sexy and ESPECIALLY when I was going to meet up with a black guy afterwards :)
Naturally, I went old-school Daisy (not the newer one with Jessica Simpson) all the way down to tan pantyhose under my tight jean shorts. OK, not just to be authentic but also because it was going to be c-c-c-c-cold that night! In fact, I had a warm red flannel shirt on over a thinner top as well. I topped my costume off with some strappy open-toed sandals, which would nowadays be considered a fashion faux pas with pantyhose, but hey...I was going for that early 80s look!
So I'm at my party but feeling very distracted due to my other plans I had for afterwards. An couple hours into my evening I feel my phone buzzing and my heart skipped a beat, hoping it was Marquis telling me it was time! But it was my friend KATIE, who can always be counted on for some good trouble! And tonight was no exception...as soon as I answered, she was asking where I was and what I was doing? When I told her where/what and especially HOW I was dressed, she yelled "PERFECT!" so loudly I nearly dropped the phone. She told me to head to corner about a block down from where our party was, and she would pick me up...
That was typical Katie, not telling me what was going on or even asking if I wanted to join her...but instead just insisting I join her for whatever it was she was doing. Well, I'd learned that she knew me pretty well and I had no reason to doubt her. In fact, my already-jittery tummy was flip flopping even more at the prospect of whatever it was she had in mind...
So there I was on a street corner downtown, FREEZING in my Daisy Duke costume! I was sticking out like a very cold sore thumb, when a limo pulled to a stop right in front of me. "Great..." I thought to myself, "some knucklehead k**s out partying are about to harass me..." when I suddenly heard Katie's familar voice burst from the back window as it rolled down, laughing hysterically and urging me to GET IN!
As I opened the door to GET IN, Katie gave me a quick HELLO kiss and then immediately began scrambling over the lap of a very large black guy sitting in the middle of the back seat. He was so big that there wasn't a lot of room for me on his right side with Katie now on his left. She introduced him as "Calvin" and that he was a prospective football player for the historically black college here in town. He was here in town for a visit and Katie was showing him the sights...and tonight, the sights included ME dressed as Daisy Duke! LOL.
I told him it was nice to meet him and leaned into give him a "Hello" kiss, as I did with all black males that Katie introduced me to. It lingered for just a bit, but apparently not long enough for Katie, who quickly chided me with: "Aw, you can do better than that!"...which was all I needed to lean back in for a deeper kiss, some tongue action slipping into the mix. LOL, she always had a way of encouraging me like that!
And that was pretty much it as far as introductions and small talk went! Katie said "that's better!" and "I TOLD him how friendly girls are here!" and then leaned in to kiss him as well. And I'm jumping in, saying "hey, don't hog him!" and we were taking turns smooching on this young black guy. I'm sure his head was spinning, I know mine sure was! Katie was bragging about what a great body I had, and grabbed his hands to move them to me. He had HUGE meaty bear paw hands on my nylon-clad thigh and soon up to my breast (yes, Katie moved it up for him!)
His hand wasn't the only one she was moving...I felt her grip my wrist and move my hand to his lap. Most specificallly to the outline of a large hard cylindrical object there! I was sucking on his tongue and chewing his fat lips while I massaged it. She let go of my hand and moved to his zipper, and soon that large cylindrical object slapped against my forearm. I caught sight of his lovely big black dick just before Katie's head dipped down and it disappeared, causing him to moan in my mouth and squeeze my boobs a little harder.
I unbuttoned my shirt and got one boob out for him, shivering when he flicked his thumb across my exposed nipple. I found his big fat purple lips exceedingly easy to kiss and loved making out with him while he played with my breasts and Katie sucked him. I pushed his head down and he hungrily latched onto a nipple, causing me to moan and my back to arch. I was still gripping his dick by the base and could feel Katie hair brush my hand as her head bobbed.
"Hey," Katie finally called up to me in a husky voice. "Don't you want to try some of this, too?"
I looked down to see here gripping Calvin's big black dick and waving it at me, both our hands looking small. His dick was glistenting with her saliva and I immediately licked my lips. Katie and I had done lots of wild things, but sharing a dick at the same time hadn't been one of them...until now. :) But the thought in my mind was: "well, I already have plans to suck a dick later tonight...?" You know, like I could only suck one a night or something? Then it hit me: OF COURSE I COULD SUCK MORE THAN ONE IN THE SAME NIGHT! Nothing was stopping me!
"Yes! Yes, I do!" I said with a smile towards Calvin and dipped my head to his lap.
I wrapped my lips around his saliva-covered dick and I swear I could actually FEEL his low grumbling bass moan roll thru his whole body and thru his dick and into my mouth! It made my teeth vibrate LOL. I felt his hand suddenly on the back of my head and knew that it was Katie who had moved it there for him as she raised herself back up to kiss him, she and I effectively switching places.
"You like my pretty blonde friend sucking your dick?" I heard Katie say, and looked up to see them smiling down at me and watching as I sucked him. After awhile she said "My turn again!" and it was MY turn to push on the back of her head while returning my lips to Calvin's mouth and whispering nasty stuff about her in his ear.
And we switched back and forth a couple times. I got the impression he liked it best when he was kissing me and getting sucked by Katie, which makes a lot of sense as I am prettier (no offense) and she was by far a more accomplished dick-sucker than I was at that point. But things changed a bit when we were making a switch and when I was lifting up from his dick to go back up to kiss him, Katie put her hand on the back of my head and pushed it down to his balls while she applied her lips to his head.
And just like that, we were giving him a dual blowjob! Er, if that's what you call it, that is. :) I could feel her hair brushing my face as well as her nose on my cheek as she resumed bobbing on his dick while I sucked his balls. Calvin's big hand was moving all over my body, from my exposed boobs back to my booty and legs. I wanted to warn him not to put a run in my hose but my mouth was full at that moment.
It went on like that for quite awhile, back and forth taking turns sucking the dick and sucking the balls, licking the shaft, etc. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to be actually doing during something like this, so I just did what came naturally. We were both gobbling frantically all over his crotch, making him moan over and over again. At one point we did this thing where we were facing each other, noses touching and lips touching as well, our mouths wrapped around each side of his shaft, and began sliding up and down it in unison. I'm sure this felt amazing and was quite a sight for him!
Finally things wrapped up with Katie instructing me to "Suck on the head!" while she jacked him off. Calvin moaned very raggedly and I knew his end was near. Katie's hand was pistoning on his dick right up to my lips and eventually I felt him tense up. I tensed up, too, since I knew what was coming...literally :) Suddenly I felt his head erupt and a thick load of his hot sperm splash against the back of my throat as he bellowed.
To my surprise, Katie grunted "ME!" and yanked his dick out of my mouth and quickly stuck it in hers. Calvin bellowed again and I could tell by the way she suddenly flinched and then purred, that he had shot a wad in her mouth too. After a few convulsions she offerred him back to me. He wasn't shooting jets anymore, but drips were trickling out of his dick and I was quick to lick them up and wrap my lips around his head again to drink him down. We passed his black dick back and forth like a water hose on a hot summer day, sucking every bit of semen out of his balls and licking him clean.
Eventually we sat back up and kissed him again, taking turns on the lips and at the same time all over his face! Katie said she hated to "suck and run" (LOL), but she needed to get him and the limo back. So they returned me to the corner where they'd picked me up. I adjusted my top and my hair/make-up as best I could before getting out. I also gave Calvin one last kiss and told him I hope he chose the college here in our town! And if he did, to look me up once he was living here!
(side note: He did! And he did! We had quite a nice relationship while he went to school here! More on that at another time)
I was NOT going to go back inside my work party with black dick on my breath, so instead I went to my car. Marquis still hadn't contacted me, so I decided to drive around for a bit until he did. My head was still spinning from what had just happened...I *LOVE* quick unplanned encounters like that! I never even seen Calvin before tonight, and I had already swallowed his come less than an hour after our first HELLO. That is SO hot!
And I couldn't believe I had sucked a dick on the same night I was scheduled to suck another one! I mean, the idea of doing something like that *HAD* crossed my mind in the past, whenever I would be leaving a party with Katie and driving near Marquis' house...or leaving Marquis and driving past Dom Hooter's 'hood. My liltle voice would say: "You should stop by and suck another one!" and I would just laugh. People just don't do stuff like that...do they? I mean, technically nothing was ever STOPPING me from doing that, just unspoken rules of society...
Coincidentially enough (yeah, right!), I was passing near Dom Hooter's 'hood while I was having this thought and for some reason my car turned down his street! "You should stop by and suck another one!" my little voice repeated even as I was thinking how crazy this was. And then my little voice reasonsed that I had time to kill waiting on Marquis, so why not?
Well, that made sense, I guess! Much to my surprise I soon found myself hurrying from my car to Dom's apartment bulding (it was cold!) and knocking on his door. He opened it and his eyes absolutely bugged out when he saw me. Oh yeah...I was still dressed like Daisy Duke! I was reminded of this by how he howled "DAISY MOTHERFUCKING DUKE!" at me!
"Yeah, I wanted to show you my costume!" I lied as he hurried me into his apartment. I didn't have a cover story before, but now I did as I spun around for full effect for him with a "TA-DAH!" Dom was older and I knew he would have a full appreciation for who Daisy Duke was even if guys like Calvin or Marquis might be too young to get it. He was also a pantyhose fan, so I knew he appreciated that part of it as well!
I turned around and was shaking my booty at him as he stared happily at it, working it back until it was grinding against the crotch of his omnipresent dirty grey sweatpants.
"Did you like watching Daisy Duke back in the day?" I purred, and he just nodded slowly.
"Did you...THINK...about her a lot back then?" I said, continuing to grind against his hard-on.
He nodded again hazily.
I twisted my body slowly until it was my front pressing against him instead of my back, never losing pressure the whole time. I unbuttoned a few buttons of my flannel shirt until my girls were in view as they pressed against his chest.
"Did you...jack off...thinking about me? Er, I mean, HER...!" I purred as I began grinding my crotch in circles against his hard-on. Our foreheads and noses were pressed together as we both looked down at my chest and me grinding him.
He moaned raggedly.
"What did you imagine ol' Daisy doing to you back then?" I purred as I eased my hand past the waistband of his sweatpants and gripped his rock hard black dick.
"Getting down on her knees for you?" I continued as I...er, got down on my knees for him, pulling his sweatpants down as I went.
"Did you want Daisy to touch you?" I said with a smile as I stroked his black dick an inch or so from my face.
"Did you want Daisy to suck your black dick?" I said, and...well, I think you can guess that I was runnning my tounge along his shaft and teasing the head as I said that. And when he weakly nodded, I looked him right in the eye as I put it in my mouth.
I was tasting my 2nd unplanned black dick of the night...YAY!
I've always said unplanned ones taste better...what a slut I was turning out to be :)
Dom started talking some racial crazy jibber-jabber while I was sucking his dick. I'm not going to pretend that I remembered what he said, I just remember it didn't make a ton of sense at the time. Obviously there weren't many black people on the Dukes of Hazzard, and I think it was something to do with that. Maybe the Harlem Globetrotter's tour bus broke down in Hazzard and Cooter had to work on it...and it was up to Daisy to keep Meadowlark occupied? :) Yeah, let's pretend that was it...!
Either way, eventually my sucking began picking up speed to match his hip thrusts and soon he was basicallly fucking my mouth while holding onto a handful of blonde hair. I reached up to massage his balls and pretty soon I was rewarded with my 2nd blast of Negro semen in my mouth. However UNlike last time there was no Katie there to hog it and got to swallow down his entire load until he was dry.
Dom was standing there in a haze, his sweatpants around his ankles and freshly sucked black dick glistening and twtiching. I looked over my open purse and saw a light radiating from it. Hmmm...that would mean I had a new message on my cell phone...:)
"Hey that was fun, but I gotta go!" I said sweetly as I grabbed my purse and jumped up. I gave Dom a kiss on the cheek and told him I would see him soon as I brushed him aside to bolt out the door.
Once in my car I verifed that my new message was indeed from Marquis!
We chatted quickly while I drove over to his neighborhood. His house was STILL full of rowdy friends and OH HECK NO I didn't want to stop by while they were all there! BUT...he knew this and had a back-up plan :)
There was a neighbor's house nearby, a couple houses down and catty-cornered to his. We had met there once before while they (the neighbors) were out of town...well, they were out of town again, on the same trip with his parents!
So yeah, I knew the drill...I drove past all the cars outside his house and killed my lights as I turned in the neighbors' driveway, like I did last time. The driveway wrapped around to the back of the house until I was pointing back towards Marquis house, still visible down the street. I messaged him a quick "Here" after I cut my engine off and within a minute or so I saw his familar shape (tall, lanky, hoodie) hurrying down the street to me.
He jumped in the passenger seat of my car and immediately began squinting at my get-up.
"Who you 'posed to be?" he asked, quickly adding: "Some kind of redneck? Farmer's daughter?"
"Yep," I simply replied, having no idea if he even knew who Daisy Duke was. "Farmer's daughter sneaking out to the barn with one of the black farm-hands!"
I leaned in and we kissed for a bit, his hands immediatley on my breasts.
"Cool!" he said. "But dis farm-hand aint got much time. Can't leave them dumb-asses alone for too long over there..."
"No problem," I said as I unzipped his jeans. "This shouldn't take too long at all..."
My head dipped and...BOOM! 3rd black dick of the night in my mouth!
Hmmm...maybe I was wrong about unplanned tasting better than planned, as his tasted pretty dang good at that moment!
I defintely needed to do more research on this theory!
I went right to work on him. Back then I was sucking his dick pretty regularly, but usually just as foreplay before fucking. Getting to finish him off with my mouth was a rare treat, definitely not a trick :)
Things ended similar to Dom, with Marquis bucking his hips up to fuck my mouth while he held onto my head. He always had sizeable loads and this was the biggest I had to swallow so far that night...although in fairness I had to share Calvin's with Katie.
Afterwards I was sitting up and desperately wishing I'd brought a bottle of water with me. Marquis thanked me (LOL!) and was about to get out when suddenly and i mean completely out-of-nowhere, I said:
"Hey! Is your buddy Orlando over there?"
OK, now this one will require a little back story, as I've never mentioned him before.
Orlando was one of Marquis' buddies who I met by accident one time leaving Marquis. In fact, I told him I was a neighbor lady from down the street and did not even tell him my real name. He had no idea I had been messing around with Marquis (I don't think). I told Marquis about it afterwards and we had a laugh about my close call.
Marquis looked at me funny for a few beats before slowly nodding his head 'yes'...
"Send him over..." I purred and Marquis' eyes got big.
He protested a bit, but I insisted.
"Send him over or I'll go in and get him..." I said semi-threateningly. "He better be sitting in that passenger seat in 5 minutes or I'll send your parents an anonymous message that you had a wild party here tonight."
To be honest, that was a lame threat...and if he stopped to consider it, he would've realized I would never follow thru with it. But he jumped out of my car and hurried across the street.
I HAD NO IDEA WHAT MADE ME THINK OF ORLANDO!
But to be honest, I had started thinking "why stop with 3? Is there anyone else you can suck tonight?" even while I was still sucking Marquis! And when I popped up and saw his house, I was reminded of running into Orlando...and the words just came out of my mouth before I had time to process it.
I was seriously wondering if that was a mistake and considering just getting the heck out of there...when I saw another hoodied figure hurrying down the street, shorter but much thicker than Marquis. Even having only been around him once, I recognized the burly figure of Orlando crossing into the backyard...too late to turn back now!
A quick description of Orlando:
he was about Marquis' age, shorter but much much stockier...thick chest and mid-section, wide arms, etc.
Corn-rows in his hair and some gold in his mouth...very "hood"
Marquis was a nice k** who tried to act all ghetto and tough...but Orlando was the real deal.
He had an air about him that seemed dangerous, like a wild a****l. And of course that turned me on...a lot!
I felt it first time I met him and immediately felt it again right then as he leaned down into the driver's window for a better look at me.
"Do you remember me?" I said with a perky smile and he slowly nodded his head 'yes'. I was hoping for a return smile, but he didn't seem the smiling type.
"Well...get in," I said anyway. And he trudged around the car.
"What did Marquis tell you?" I purred as he slumped in the passenger seat.
"Nuthin'..." he grunted. "Jus that I had one minute to get over here..."
I couldn't help but chuckle at that... good boy, Marquis!
"He didn't tell you why...?" I purred as i leaned in closer, causing my shirt that I had just unbuttoned to fall open, his eyes cutting down.
"Just that I wanted to...see you?" I said leaning in even closer til our faces were nearly touching, slipping my hand over on his upper thigh.
OMG, was that *almost* a smile on his face? OK, actually more like a "snarl", but I'll take it. I was about to say something else terribly witty and sexy to him when...
He yanked me towards him and we lip-locked in a powerful kiss!
Wow! Unexpected but certainly not unwelcome!
I was expecting to be the one directing traffic here, but found myself melting under Orlando's aggressive kiss!
And hands! He was tearing at my flannel shirt in a good way, needing no encouragement to man-handle my breasts!
I was returning the favor by squeezing on what felt like quite a formidible lump in the front of his jeans...my other hand flew around his head to hold on for dear life! I had never touched cornrows before and the greasy ghetto-tastic feel of them made me even more excited if that was possible!
"OH MY!" I exclaimed when I finally pulled back to catch my breath. "I've been thinking about doing this ever since we met!"
He just did that smirk/snarl thing again and stuck his tongue back in my mouth. Ah...a young man of few words!
Next was lots of passionate ear and neck kissing on each other...to the point where, much to my dismay, I woke up the next morning with more hickies than I'd had since high school! Luckily it was chilly enough the next week to wear turtle necks every day! Whatever gold was in his teeth left these tiny scratch marks all over my neck and chest...yes, "chest" because eventually he made his way down my neck to my chest where he began sucking and chewing on my nipples.
This made me gasp in surprise, very loud inside my car. Orlando was treading that line between "aggressive" and "rough". Believe me, I have no shyness about stopping a guy who is going too far or being abusive. But Orlando was just at that point where it felt AMAZING, my whole body tingling under his touch as he absolutely ravaged me.
And to think: I assumed this was going to just be another quick blow-job! I have no idea how long we made out, time can get real disoriented in situations like that...but I know it was substantial!
After awhile, my shirt was hanging off my shoulders and my breasts/nipples were raw and tingling like mad. My hand was still on his lump and with trembling fingers I reached to unzip him.
"This is cool, right?" I panted, out of breath. "This is what you want...?"
He just grunted affrimatively and yanked his sweatshirt off over his head. He had a very thick upper body and I immediately leaned down to run my tongue across his nipples (quite a bit more gently than he'd done mine!). He also reached down kinda impatiently to help me get his pants undone, yanking them down quickly as well...
"OH MY GOD! THAT IS THE BIGGEST DICK I'VE EVER SEEN!"
Sure, Mandi...I bet you say that alot.
Well, maybe...but this time it was defintely 100% true.
For all those of you who ask who had the biggest black dick I ever had...this was it!
(OK, in fairness I had one other one a few years later that was in the same realm as Orlando's. Honestly not sure who's was bigger...I would need to see them both again :) )
I know its easy to over-state things like this in the heat of the moment, but Orlando had a HUGE black dick...and honestly a set of balls to match! I swear it was like his balls were hanging down to my floorboard! No exaggeration, his genitalia would have looked just as at home on a donkey. MORE at home, actually!
So in case you are keeping score for the evening: Dom had an average size dick, which puts him on the small side of most black guys I've seen...Marquis and Calvin both had those nice big thick juicy black dicks that seem to be the norm for most black guys (ie HUGE for a white guy LOL)...but Orlando was in a different class, no offense to either of them. It was like holding a warm HEAVY Pringles can in my hand! And it was so long it had this bend in it that I thought was an elbow! The head was the size of a small apple! His balls were like naval oranges!
OK, you get the point... :)
NOW he was actually smiling PROUDLY as I stared at it in wide wonder and stroked it...it made my hand look so tiny!
This was turning out to be QUITE A NIGHT!
I dipped my head and began working on it...it was quite a challenge, but I felt I was ready for it. Just stretching my mouth around the head felt surreal and I swear I could feel the body heat from it radiating on my face! Gripping the base with one hand while cupping those massive tennis balls with the other, my mind began swirling at the thought of how much sperm they could produce. "Guess I'll find out soon enough..."
At one point I turned my head to look back at him. That snarl/smirk of his had gotten deep-set, and was taking on a new meaning to me. I honestly couldn't tell if he thought I was hot or if he resented me...and I realized it may have been some of both and oh my...but that made things even hotter! The nappy cornrows and gold glint in his mouth only added to the state of hood rat lust I was currently drowning in...
Sometimes you suck a black dick, sometimes you WORSHIP it. At that point, I had never felt more like a suburban white-bread causcasian college-degree white-collar HONKY-ASS BITCH (LOL) as I did that moment when I was up in my car's driver seat, leaning over and WORSHIPPING Orlando's impressive manhood with my mouth while I whimpered and moaned, my body tingling and trembling. Forget any social inequalities he and I had, or any privilege I had over him...at that moment, he OWNED me and my pretty white mouth and we BOTH knew it.
Which is why it was a bit disappoitment when I felt him clench up, followed by a thin drizzle of come in my mouth.
Hmmm...well THAT certainly wasn't what i was expecting!
I continued sucking, but he quickly made me stop, clearly very sensitive down there at that moment. Now I certainly wasn't disappointed in this encounter AT ALL...but maybe just a little at how it ended? I was expecting a volcano out of him! But just as started to lean back into my own seat...
"NUH-UH" he grunted and pushed my head back down to his dick.
Well I didn't expect that either...so I started sucking again and eventually he started working his hips in circles working his head around in my mouth.
OK...knowing now what I *didn't* realize then?
He had obviously gotten very very very close to coming when he clenched up and stopped himself. That wasn't his final load that had squrited in my mouth, just a little bit that had gotten through. Heck, it should have tipped me off that his dick got exactly zer0% softer after he "came". And if I had figured this all out at the time, I wouldn't have been as surprised with what happened next.
He was now holding onto the back of my head and fucking my mouth. As much as he could, anyway...I had a hand up to keep him from completely choking me and causing my gag reflex to kick in all the way. Still, it was quite an effort for me and I was deep in concentration, even when his massive balls would occasionally flop up and hit my chin.
"AWWWWW SHIT!" he suddnely bellowed with no warnign and held my head in place with both hands. This was much to my surprise that he was coming again so soon after the firs...
Any thoughts I may have been having at that moment were flooded away. Literally.
That gigantic black dick positively ERUPTED with force inside my mouth, the force and volume of his load catching me by surprise.
By this point in my life, I was considering myself a pretty good dick-sucker and a fairly accomplished come-swallower. There was a certain cadence to most guys' orgasms, something like: big squirt-pause-smaller squirt-pause-HUGE squirt-pausepause-big squirt-pausepause-various squirts of decreasing size. Of course this would vary from guy to guy, but for the most part there was a discirnable pattern to male ejaculation and I could adapt to the rhythm of it.
Not this time.
It reminded me of when your prankster uncle would hold a bend in the lawn water hose, and then suddenly release it when you put it up to your face for a drink, surprising you with the sudden blast. Except now imagine that it was fire dept hose...that was Orlando. Not the usual cadence but blast after blast followed by what felt like a sink nozzle turned on full blast in my mouth. I had that sudden sensation you sometimes get when you get a faceful of water in the shower and feel like you might drown. Oh crap, can you drown from trying to swallow sperm? What would they put on the death certificate? Would the words "Negro sperm" be in my obituary? I never made out my will. These were the thoughts going thru my head at that moment.
I'd love to say that I rose to the challenge and swallowed every drop. However, that was simply not true. I do feel like I did a much better-than-average job, given the circumstances. Once he FINALY stopped cussing and bellowing, and his balls were emptied, he let go of the back of my head and I was able to raise it. There was coagulating sperm on the back of my hand, on his shaft and balls, on my passenger seat (yay) and other places that would leave stains I would be finding for weeks in my car. Normally I would have been sassy and licked it all up, but by this point his semen had the consistently of room temperature clam chowder and my suddenly-topsy-turvy-tummy just couldn't handle it.
I non-chalantly grabbed some fast food napkins out of my console and tossed him a stack. I used a few to clean my hand. My eyes were watering and nose running, and to my surprise it wasn't his come that was leaking out of me.
"Aight, Ima get back over there now," he grunted after cleaning himself off and pulling his pants up.
I tried to reply "Later" but only an ugly gurgle escaped my lips...oh that's right, my vocal chords were completley covered in what had previoulsy been the contents of his balls at that moment! He looked and sounded completely normal as he bounded back to Marquis' house, which was remarkeable given the amount of fluids that had just left his body. I, on the other hand, looked like I had been run over by a truck from the sperm bank. I checked myself in the mirror: my mascara had all ran down my face until I looked like I was in KISS; my cheeks were red, my eyes irritated; the little scratches and hickies starting to appear on my neck. I looked and felt like I had been in a fight on the set of a porn movie and had gotten my butt kicked.
Still, I had to hit a drive thru on the way home, I was SO PARCHED by that point. And even though I looked rough, the guy handing me my jumbo-sized Diet Coke said: "DAISY DUKE!" and I have him a weak thumbs up.
I went home and laid down, my stomach a wild roller coaster with the volume of African-American sperm flowing thru it at that moment. I had actually thought I could have sucked a few more that night...before I got to Orlando's load, of course. That one put a capper on my evening, for sure. Still, I managed to not throw up, simply by telling myself how that WASN'T an option, that his clam chowder might've been tasty going down but would be vile coming back up!
And THAT was the most amazing Halloween I ever had!
I hope you all have a good and safe Halloween this year as well!
late,
Mandi
I hope everybody has been staying safe in these craaaaazy times! I personally have been trying my best to tread that line between safe and still satisfying my sexual needs...hard to social distance and still get some!
ANYWHO...I've been meaning to post this story for ages now, so here we go...just in time for Halloween!
It's a long one (ha ha) so settle back and enjoy...
There's just something about this time of year (fall, October, Halloween) that really gets my juices percolating and I've had some of my best adventures during this time of the year. In fact, I have some major naughtiness planned just upcoming, but more on that later. But there was one particular Halloween a few years ago that was extra super special and marked quite a few milestones for me personally and sexually.
There's a lot of backstory that goes into this particular evening and if I tried to explain it all here, this will turn into "War and Peace"...so I will just post some links to the main players in this evening...
KATIE: https://xhamster.com/posts/475856
DOM HOOTER: https://xhamster.com/posts/406182
MARQUIS: https://xhamster.com/posts/537072
To begin, I did have plans for this particular evening in question:
1. My yearly work-related Halloween party
2. A "date" with Marquis afterwards. His family was going out of town and he had his house to himself. He was having a party there, but the plan was for me to stop over after my work party and us slip away for something quick. He and I had hooked up the year before when I had been dressed up as a Baywatch lifeguard, so this felt like a fun tradition for us both.
And who would I be dressed up as this year? Why, Daisy Duke, of course!
You see, every year at work a team of us would do some sort of group costume...Gilligan's Island, Addams Family, Lifeguards, etc. This particular year it was decided by my boss that we would be Dukes of Hazzard with him as Boss Hogg of course and GUESS WHO was penciled in as Daisy Duke? Of course, being the youngest/hottest female, it was ME! :)
And in fairness? I wasn't mad at all about that. I am humble most of the time, but I DO like showing off occasionally...especially when it was something sexy and ESPECIALLY when I was going to meet up with a black guy afterwards :)
Naturally, I went old-school Daisy (not the newer one with Jessica Simpson) all the way down to tan pantyhose under my tight jean shorts. OK, not just to be authentic but also because it was going to be c-c-c-c-cold that night! In fact, I had a warm red flannel shirt on over a thinner top as well. I topped my costume off with some strappy open-toed sandals, which would nowadays be considered a fashion faux pas with pantyhose, but hey...I was going for that early 80s look!
So I'm at my party but feeling very distracted due to my other plans I had for afterwards. An couple hours into my evening I feel my phone buzzing and my heart skipped a beat, hoping it was Marquis telling me it was time! But it was my friend KATIE, who can always be counted on for some good trouble! And tonight was no exception...as soon as I answered, she was asking where I was and what I was doing? When I told her where/what and especially HOW I was dressed, she yelled "PERFECT!" so loudly I nearly dropped the phone. She told me to head to corner about a block down from where our party was, and she would pick me up...
That was typical Katie, not telling me what was going on or even asking if I wanted to join her...but instead just insisting I join her for whatever it was she was doing. Well, I'd learned that she knew me pretty well and I had no reason to doubt her. In fact, my already-jittery tummy was flip flopping even more at the prospect of whatever it was she had in mind...
So there I was on a street corner downtown, FREEZING in my Daisy Duke costume! I was sticking out like a very cold sore thumb, when a limo pulled to a stop right in front of me. "Great..." I thought to myself, "some knucklehead k**s out partying are about to harass me..." when I suddenly heard Katie's familar voice burst from the back window as it rolled down, laughing hysterically and urging me to GET IN!
As I opened the door to GET IN, Katie gave me a quick HELLO kiss and then immediately began scrambling over the lap of a very large black guy sitting in the middle of the back seat. He was so big that there wasn't a lot of room for me on his right side with Katie now on his left. She introduced him as "Calvin" and that he was a prospective football player for the historically black college here in town. He was here in town for a visit and Katie was showing him the sights...and tonight, the sights included ME dressed as Daisy Duke! LOL.
I told him it was nice to meet him and leaned into give him a "Hello" kiss, as I did with all black males that Katie introduced me to. It lingered for just a bit, but apparently not long enough for Katie, who quickly chided me with: "Aw, you can do better than that!"...which was all I needed to lean back in for a deeper kiss, some tongue action slipping into the mix. LOL, she always had a way of encouraging me like that!
And that was pretty much it as far as introductions and small talk went! Katie said "that's better!" and "I TOLD him how friendly girls are here!" and then leaned in to kiss him as well. And I'm jumping in, saying "hey, don't hog him!" and we were taking turns smooching on this young black guy. I'm sure his head was spinning, I know mine sure was! Katie was bragging about what a great body I had, and grabbed his hands to move them to me. He had HUGE meaty bear paw hands on my nylon-clad thigh and soon up to my breast (yes, Katie moved it up for him!)
His hand wasn't the only one she was moving...I felt her grip my wrist and move my hand to his lap. Most specificallly to the outline of a large hard cylindrical object there! I was sucking on his tongue and chewing his fat lips while I massaged it. She let go of my hand and moved to his zipper, and soon that large cylindrical object slapped against my forearm. I caught sight of his lovely big black dick just before Katie's head dipped down and it disappeared, causing him to moan in my mouth and squeeze my boobs a little harder.
I unbuttoned my shirt and got one boob out for him, shivering when he flicked his thumb across my exposed nipple. I found his big fat purple lips exceedingly easy to kiss and loved making out with him while he played with my breasts and Katie sucked him. I pushed his head down and he hungrily latched onto a nipple, causing me to moan and my back to arch. I was still gripping his dick by the base and could feel Katie hair brush my hand as her head bobbed.
"Hey," Katie finally called up to me in a husky voice. "Don't you want to try some of this, too?"
I looked down to see here gripping Calvin's big black dick and waving it at me, both our hands looking small. His dick was glistenting with her saliva and I immediately licked my lips. Katie and I had done lots of wild things, but sharing a dick at the same time hadn't been one of them...until now. :) But the thought in my mind was: "well, I already have plans to suck a dick later tonight...?" You know, like I could only suck one a night or something? Then it hit me: OF COURSE I COULD SUCK MORE THAN ONE IN THE SAME NIGHT! Nothing was stopping me!
"Yes! Yes, I do!" I said with a smile towards Calvin and dipped my head to his lap.
I wrapped my lips around his saliva-covered dick and I swear I could actually FEEL his low grumbling bass moan roll thru his whole body and thru his dick and into my mouth! It made my teeth vibrate LOL. I felt his hand suddenly on the back of my head and knew that it was Katie who had moved it there for him as she raised herself back up to kiss him, she and I effectively switching places.
"You like my pretty blonde friend sucking your dick?" I heard Katie say, and looked up to see them smiling down at me and watching as I sucked him. After awhile she said "My turn again!" and it was MY turn to push on the back of her head while returning my lips to Calvin's mouth and whispering nasty stuff about her in his ear.
And we switched back and forth a couple times. I got the impression he liked it best when he was kissing me and getting sucked by Katie, which makes a lot of sense as I am prettier (no offense) and she was by far a more accomplished dick-sucker than I was at that point. But things changed a bit when we were making a switch and when I was lifting up from his dick to go back up to kiss him, Katie put her hand on the back of my head and pushed it down to his balls while she applied her lips to his head.
And just like that, we were giving him a dual blowjob! Er, if that's what you call it, that is. :) I could feel her hair brushing my face as well as her nose on my cheek as she resumed bobbing on his dick while I sucked his balls. Calvin's big hand was moving all over my body, from my exposed boobs back to my booty and legs. I wanted to warn him not to put a run in my hose but my mouth was full at that moment.
It went on like that for quite awhile, back and forth taking turns sucking the dick and sucking the balls, licking the shaft, etc. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to be actually doing during something like this, so I just did what came naturally. We were both gobbling frantically all over his crotch, making him moan over and over again. At one point we did this thing where we were facing each other, noses touching and lips touching as well, our mouths wrapped around each side of his shaft, and began sliding up and down it in unison. I'm sure this felt amazing and was quite a sight for him!
Finally things wrapped up with Katie instructing me to "Suck on the head!" while she jacked him off. Calvin moaned very raggedly and I knew his end was near. Katie's hand was pistoning on his dick right up to my lips and eventually I felt him tense up. I tensed up, too, since I knew what was coming...literally :) Suddenly I felt his head erupt and a thick load of his hot sperm splash against the back of my throat as he bellowed.
To my surprise, Katie grunted "ME!" and yanked his dick out of my mouth and quickly stuck it in hers. Calvin bellowed again and I could tell by the way she suddenly flinched and then purred, that he had shot a wad in her mouth too. After a few convulsions she offerred him back to me. He wasn't shooting jets anymore, but drips were trickling out of his dick and I was quick to lick them up and wrap my lips around his head again to drink him down. We passed his black dick back and forth like a water hose on a hot summer day, sucking every bit of semen out of his balls and licking him clean.
Eventually we sat back up and kissed him again, taking turns on the lips and at the same time all over his face! Katie said she hated to "suck and run" (LOL), but she needed to get him and the limo back. So they returned me to the corner where they'd picked me up. I adjusted my top and my hair/make-up as best I could before getting out. I also gave Calvin one last kiss and told him I hope he chose the college here in our town! And if he did, to look me up once he was living here!
(side note: He did! And he did! We had quite a nice relationship while he went to school here! More on that at another time)
I was NOT going to go back inside my work party with black dick on my breath, so instead I went to my car. Marquis still hadn't contacted me, so I decided to drive around for a bit until he did. My head was still spinning from what had just happened...I *LOVE* quick unplanned encounters like that! I never even seen Calvin before tonight, and I had already swallowed his come less than an hour after our first HELLO. That is SO hot!
And I couldn't believe I had sucked a dick on the same night I was scheduled to suck another one! I mean, the idea of doing something like that *HAD* crossed my mind in the past, whenever I would be leaving a party with Katie and driving near Marquis' house...or leaving Marquis and driving past Dom Hooter's 'hood. My liltle voice would say: "You should stop by and suck another one!" and I would just laugh. People just don't do stuff like that...do they? I mean, technically nothing was ever STOPPING me from doing that, just unspoken rules of society...
Coincidentially enough (yeah, right!), I was passing near Dom Hooter's 'hood while I was having this thought and for some reason my car turned down his street! "You should stop by and suck another one!" my little voice repeated even as I was thinking how crazy this was. And then my little voice reasonsed that I had time to kill waiting on Marquis, so why not?
Well, that made sense, I guess! Much to my surprise I soon found myself hurrying from my car to Dom's apartment bulding (it was cold!) and knocking on his door. He opened it and his eyes absolutely bugged out when he saw me. Oh yeah...I was still dressed like Daisy Duke! I was reminded of this by how he howled "DAISY MOTHERFUCKING DUKE!" at me!
"Yeah, I wanted to show you my costume!" I lied as he hurried me into his apartment. I didn't have a cover story before, but now I did as I spun around for full effect for him with a "TA-DAH!" Dom was older and I knew he would have a full appreciation for who Daisy Duke was even if guys like Calvin or Marquis might be too young to get it. He was also a pantyhose fan, so I knew he appreciated that part of it as well!
I turned around and was shaking my booty at him as he stared happily at it, working it back until it was grinding against the crotch of his omnipresent dirty grey sweatpants.
"Did you like watching Daisy Duke back in the day?" I purred, and he just nodded slowly.
"Did you...THINK...about her a lot back then?" I said, continuing to grind against his hard-on.
He nodded again hazily.
I twisted my body slowly until it was my front pressing against him instead of my back, never losing pressure the whole time. I unbuttoned a few buttons of my flannel shirt until my girls were in view as they pressed against his chest.
"Did you...jack off...thinking about me? Er, I mean, HER...!" I purred as I began grinding my crotch in circles against his hard-on. Our foreheads and noses were pressed together as we both looked down at my chest and me grinding him.
He moaned raggedly.
"What did you imagine ol' Daisy doing to you back then?" I purred as I eased my hand past the waistband of his sweatpants and gripped his rock hard black dick.
"Getting down on her knees for you?" I continued as I...er, got down on my knees for him, pulling his sweatpants down as I went.
"Did you want Daisy to touch you?" I said with a smile as I stroked his black dick an inch or so from my face.
"Did you want Daisy to suck your black dick?" I said, and...well, I think you can guess that I was runnning my tounge along his shaft and teasing the head as I said that. And when he weakly nodded, I looked him right in the eye as I put it in my mouth.
I was tasting my 2nd unplanned black dick of the night...YAY!
I've always said unplanned ones taste better...what a slut I was turning out to be :)
Dom started talking some racial crazy jibber-jabber while I was sucking his dick. I'm not going to pretend that I remembered what he said, I just remember it didn't make a ton of sense at the time. Obviously there weren't many black people on the Dukes of Hazzard, and I think it was something to do with that. Maybe the Harlem Globetrotter's tour bus broke down in Hazzard and Cooter had to work on it...and it was up to Daisy to keep Meadowlark occupied? :) Yeah, let's pretend that was it...!
Either way, eventually my sucking began picking up speed to match his hip thrusts and soon he was basicallly fucking my mouth while holding onto a handful of blonde hair. I reached up to massage his balls and pretty soon I was rewarded with my 2nd blast of Negro semen in my mouth. However UNlike last time there was no Katie there to hog it and got to swallow down his entire load until he was dry.
Dom was standing there in a haze, his sweatpants around his ankles and freshly sucked black dick glistening and twtiching. I looked over my open purse and saw a light radiating from it. Hmmm...that would mean I had a new message on my cell phone...:)
"Hey that was fun, but I gotta go!" I said sweetly as I grabbed my purse and jumped up. I gave Dom a kiss on the cheek and told him I would see him soon as I brushed him aside to bolt out the door.
Once in my car I verifed that my new message was indeed from Marquis!
We chatted quickly while I drove over to his neighborhood. His house was STILL full of rowdy friends and OH HECK NO I didn't want to stop by while they were all there! BUT...he knew this and had a back-up plan :)
There was a neighbor's house nearby, a couple houses down and catty-cornered to his. We had met there once before while they (the neighbors) were out of town...well, they were out of town again, on the same trip with his parents!
So yeah, I knew the drill...I drove past all the cars outside his house and killed my lights as I turned in the neighbors' driveway, like I did last time. The driveway wrapped around to the back of the house until I was pointing back towards Marquis house, still visible down the street. I messaged him a quick "Here" after I cut my engine off and within a minute or so I saw his familar shape (tall, lanky, hoodie) hurrying down the street to me.
He jumped in the passenger seat of my car and immediately began squinting at my get-up.
"Who you 'posed to be?" he asked, quickly adding: "Some kind of redneck? Farmer's daughter?"
"Yep," I simply replied, having no idea if he even knew who Daisy Duke was. "Farmer's daughter sneaking out to the barn with one of the black farm-hands!"
I leaned in and we kissed for a bit, his hands immediatley on my breasts.
"Cool!" he said. "But dis farm-hand aint got much time. Can't leave them dumb-asses alone for too long over there..."
"No problem," I said as I unzipped his jeans. "This shouldn't take too long at all..."
My head dipped and...BOOM! 3rd black dick of the night in my mouth!
Hmmm...maybe I was wrong about unplanned tasting better than planned, as his tasted pretty dang good at that moment!
I defintely needed to do more research on this theory!
I went right to work on him. Back then I was sucking his dick pretty regularly, but usually just as foreplay before fucking. Getting to finish him off with my mouth was a rare treat, definitely not a trick :)
Things ended similar to Dom, with Marquis bucking his hips up to fuck my mouth while he held onto my head. He always had sizeable loads and this was the biggest I had to swallow so far that night...although in fairness I had to share Calvin's with Katie.
Afterwards I was sitting up and desperately wishing I'd brought a bottle of water with me. Marquis thanked me (LOL!) and was about to get out when suddenly and i mean completely out-of-nowhere, I said:
"Hey! Is your buddy Orlando over there?"
OK, now this one will require a little back story, as I've never mentioned him before.
Orlando was one of Marquis' buddies who I met by accident one time leaving Marquis. In fact, I told him I was a neighbor lady from down the street and did not even tell him my real name. He had no idea I had been messing around with Marquis (I don't think). I told Marquis about it afterwards and we had a laugh about my close call.
Marquis looked at me funny for a few beats before slowly nodding his head 'yes'...
"Send him over..." I purred and Marquis' eyes got big.
He protested a bit, but I insisted.
"Send him over or I'll go in and get him..." I said semi-threateningly. "He better be sitting in that passenger seat in 5 minutes or I'll send your parents an anonymous message that you had a wild party here tonight."
To be honest, that was a lame threat...and if he stopped to consider it, he would've realized I would never follow thru with it. But he jumped out of my car and hurried across the street.
I HAD NO IDEA WHAT MADE ME THINK OF ORLANDO!
But to be honest, I had started thinking "why stop with 3? Is there anyone else you can suck tonight?" even while I was still sucking Marquis! And when I popped up and saw his house, I was reminded of running into Orlando...and the words just came out of my mouth before I had time to process it.
I was seriously wondering if that was a mistake and considering just getting the heck out of there...when I saw another hoodied figure hurrying down the street, shorter but much thicker than Marquis. Even having only been around him once, I recognized the burly figure of Orlando crossing into the backyard...too late to turn back now!
A quick description of Orlando:
he was about Marquis' age, shorter but much much stockier...thick chest and mid-section, wide arms, etc.
Corn-rows in his hair and some gold in his mouth...very "hood"
Marquis was a nice k** who tried to act all ghetto and tough...but Orlando was the real deal.
He had an air about him that seemed dangerous, like a wild a****l. And of course that turned me on...a lot!
I felt it first time I met him and immediately felt it again right then as he leaned down into the driver's window for a better look at me.
"Do you remember me?" I said with a perky smile and he slowly nodded his head 'yes'. I was hoping for a return smile, but he didn't seem the smiling type.
"Well...get in," I said anyway. And he trudged around the car.
"What did Marquis tell you?" I purred as he slumped in the passenger seat.
"Nuthin'..." he grunted. "Jus that I had one minute to get over here..."
I couldn't help but chuckle at that... good boy, Marquis!
"He didn't tell you why...?" I purred as i leaned in closer, causing my shirt that I had just unbuttoned to fall open, his eyes cutting down.
"Just that I wanted to...see you?" I said leaning in even closer til our faces were nearly touching, slipping my hand over on his upper thigh.
OMG, was that *almost* a smile on his face? OK, actually more like a "snarl", but I'll take it. I was about to say something else terribly witty and sexy to him when...
He yanked me towards him and we lip-locked in a powerful kiss!
Wow! Unexpected but certainly not unwelcome!
I was expecting to be the one directing traffic here, but found myself melting under Orlando's aggressive kiss!
And hands! He was tearing at my flannel shirt in a good way, needing no encouragement to man-handle my breasts!
I was returning the favor by squeezing on what felt like quite a formidible lump in the front of his jeans...my other hand flew around his head to hold on for dear life! I had never touched cornrows before and the greasy ghetto-tastic feel of them made me even more excited if that was possible!
"OH MY!" I exclaimed when I finally pulled back to catch my breath. "I've been thinking about doing this ever since we met!"
He just did that smirk/snarl thing again and stuck his tongue back in my mouth. Ah...a young man of few words!
Next was lots of passionate ear and neck kissing on each other...to the point where, much to my dismay, I woke up the next morning with more hickies than I'd had since high school! Luckily it was chilly enough the next week to wear turtle necks every day! Whatever gold was in his teeth left these tiny scratch marks all over my neck and chest...yes, "chest" because eventually he made his way down my neck to my chest where he began sucking and chewing on my nipples.
This made me gasp in surprise, very loud inside my car. Orlando was treading that line between "aggressive" and "rough". Believe me, I have no shyness about stopping a guy who is going too far or being abusive. But Orlando was just at that point where it felt AMAZING, my whole body tingling under his touch as he absolutely ravaged me.
And to think: I assumed this was going to just be another quick blow-job! I have no idea how long we made out, time can get real disoriented in situations like that...but I know it was substantial!
After awhile, my shirt was hanging off my shoulders and my breasts/nipples were raw and tingling like mad. My hand was still on his lump and with trembling fingers I reached to unzip him.
"This is cool, right?" I panted, out of breath. "This is what you want...?"
He just grunted affrimatively and yanked his sweatshirt off over his head. He had a very thick upper body and I immediately leaned down to run my tongue across his nipples (quite a bit more gently than he'd done mine!). He also reached down kinda impatiently to help me get his pants undone, yanking them down quickly as well...
"OH MY GOD! THAT IS THE BIGGEST DICK I'VE EVER SEEN!"
Sure, Mandi...I bet you say that alot.
Well, maybe...but this time it was defintely 100% true.
For all those of you who ask who had the biggest black dick I ever had...this was it!
(OK, in fairness I had one other one a few years later that was in the same realm as Orlando's. Honestly not sure who's was bigger...I would need to see them both again :) )
I know its easy to over-state things like this in the heat of the moment, but Orlando had a HUGE black dick...and honestly a set of balls to match! I swear it was like his balls were hanging down to my floorboard! No exaggeration, his genitalia would have looked just as at home on a donkey. MORE at home, actually!
So in case you are keeping score for the evening: Dom had an average size dick, which puts him on the small side of most black guys I've seen...Marquis and Calvin both had those nice big thick juicy black dicks that seem to be the norm for most black guys (ie HUGE for a white guy LOL)...but Orlando was in a different class, no offense to either of them. It was like holding a warm HEAVY Pringles can in my hand! And it was so long it had this bend in it that I thought was an elbow! The head was the size of a small apple! His balls were like naval oranges!
OK, you get the point... :)
NOW he was actually smiling PROUDLY as I stared at it in wide wonder and stroked it...it made my hand look so tiny!
This was turning out to be QUITE A NIGHT!
I dipped my head and began working on it...it was quite a challenge, but I felt I was ready for it. Just stretching my mouth around the head felt surreal and I swear I could feel the body heat from it radiating on my face! Gripping the base with one hand while cupping those massive tennis balls with the other, my mind began swirling at the thought of how much sperm they could produce. "Guess I'll find out soon enough..."
At one point I turned my head to look back at him. That snarl/smirk of his had gotten deep-set, and was taking on a new meaning to me. I honestly couldn't tell if he thought I was hot or if he resented me...and I realized it may have been some of both and oh my...but that made things even hotter! The nappy cornrows and gold glint in his mouth only added to the state of hood rat lust I was currently drowning in...
Sometimes you suck a black dick, sometimes you WORSHIP it. At that point, I had never felt more like a suburban white-bread causcasian college-degree white-collar HONKY-ASS BITCH (LOL) as I did that moment when I was up in my car's driver seat, leaning over and WORSHIPPING Orlando's impressive manhood with my mouth while I whimpered and moaned, my body tingling and trembling. Forget any social inequalities he and I had, or any privilege I had over him...at that moment, he OWNED me and my pretty white mouth and we BOTH knew it.
Which is why it was a bit disappoitment when I felt him clench up, followed by a thin drizzle of come in my mouth.
Hmmm...well THAT certainly wasn't what i was expecting!
I continued sucking, but he quickly made me stop, clearly very sensitive down there at that moment. Now I certainly wasn't disappointed in this encounter AT ALL...but maybe just a little at how it ended? I was expecting a volcano out of him! But just as started to lean back into my own seat...
"NUH-UH" he grunted and pushed my head back down to his dick.
Well I didn't expect that either...so I started sucking again and eventually he started working his hips in circles working his head around in my mouth.
OK...knowing now what I *didn't* realize then?
He had obviously gotten very very very close to coming when he clenched up and stopped himself. That wasn't his final load that had squrited in my mouth, just a little bit that had gotten through. Heck, it should have tipped me off that his dick got exactly zer0% softer after he "came". And if I had figured this all out at the time, I wouldn't have been as surprised with what happened next.
He was now holding onto the back of my head and fucking my mouth. As much as he could, anyway...I had a hand up to keep him from completely choking me and causing my gag reflex to kick in all the way. Still, it was quite an effort for me and I was deep in concentration, even when his massive balls would occasionally flop up and hit my chin.
"AWWWWW SHIT!" he suddnely bellowed with no warnign and held my head in place with both hands. This was much to my surprise that he was coming again so soon after the firs...
Any thoughts I may have been having at that moment were flooded away. Literally.
That gigantic black dick positively ERUPTED with force inside my mouth, the force and volume of his load catching me by surprise.
By this point in my life, I was considering myself a pretty good dick-sucker and a fairly accomplished come-swallower. There was a certain cadence to most guys' orgasms, something like: big squirt-pause-smaller squirt-pause-HUGE squirt-pausepause-big squirt-pausepause-various squirts of decreasing size. Of course this would vary from guy to guy, but for the most part there was a discirnable pattern to male ejaculation and I could adapt to the rhythm of it.
Not this time.
It reminded me of when your prankster uncle would hold a bend in the lawn water hose, and then suddenly release it when you put it up to your face for a drink, surprising you with the sudden blast. Except now imagine that it was fire dept hose...that was Orlando. Not the usual cadence but blast after blast followed by what felt like a sink nozzle turned on full blast in my mouth. I had that sudden sensation you sometimes get when you get a faceful of water in the shower and feel like you might drown. Oh crap, can you drown from trying to swallow sperm? What would they put on the death certificate? Would the words "Negro sperm" be in my obituary? I never made out my will. These were the thoughts going thru my head at that moment.
I'd love to say that I rose to the challenge and swallowed every drop. However, that was simply not true. I do feel like I did a much better-than-average job, given the circumstances. Once he FINALY stopped cussing and bellowing, and his balls were emptied, he let go of the back of my head and I was able to raise it. There was coagulating sperm on the back of my hand, on his shaft and balls, on my passenger seat (yay) and other places that would leave stains I would be finding for weeks in my car. Normally I would have been sassy and licked it all up, but by this point his semen had the consistently of room temperature clam chowder and my suddenly-topsy-turvy-tummy just couldn't handle it.
I non-chalantly grabbed some fast food napkins out of my console and tossed him a stack. I used a few to clean my hand. My eyes were watering and nose running, and to my surprise it wasn't his come that was leaking out of me.
"Aight, Ima get back over there now," he grunted after cleaning himself off and pulling his pants up.
I tried to reply "Later" but only an ugly gurgle escaped my lips...oh that's right, my vocal chords were completley covered in what had previoulsy been the contents of his balls at that moment! He looked and sounded completely normal as he bounded back to Marquis' house, which was remarkeable given the amount of fluids that had just left his body. I, on the other hand, looked like I had been run over by a truck from the sperm bank. I checked myself in the mirror: my mascara had all ran down my face until I looked like I was in KISS; my cheeks were red, my eyes irritated; the little scratches and hickies starting to appear on my neck. I looked and felt like I had been in a fight on the set of a porn movie and had gotten my butt kicked.
Still, I had to hit a drive thru on the way home, I was SO PARCHED by that point. And even though I looked rough, the guy handing me my jumbo-sized Diet Coke said: "DAISY DUKE!" and I have him a weak thumbs up.
I went home and laid down, my stomach a wild roller coaster with the volume of African-American sperm flowing thru it at that moment. I had actually thought I could have sucked a few more that night...before I got to Orlando's load, of course. That one put a capper on my evening, for sure. Still, I managed to not throw up, simply by telling myself how that WASN'T an option, that his clam chowder might've been tasty going down but would be vile coming back up!
And THAT was the most amazing Halloween I ever had!
I hope you all have a good and safe Halloween this year as well!
late,
Mandi
4 years ago
