When It Rains, It Pours...
Hey yo!
Hope every one is having a great summer!
Mine has been up-and-down, and this last week has been a bunch of me bouncing up-and-down, and I felt the need to step back and tell SOMEBODY about it, so why not my fine Hamser-ites?
Yall who know me know that I demand a pretty regular sex schedule. While saying that sounds a little slutty, I know that married couples or boyfriends/girlfriends have sex 2-7 times a week, so why shouldn't I? Just because I choose to not be tied down doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy and participate in sex just as much as they do...
And to be honest, in the fall/winter/spring months, this is a bit easier thanks to the the colleges in my town and ESPECIALLY the traditionally black university nearby! I've been pilfering their campus for dark chocolate dick for a few years now. College boys are the best, at that age where they are really hitting their sexual prime, but still young enough to be clean and open to experimentation.
This past year, I had a couple of them on stand-by, ready to come over when I beckoned for oral or foot stuff or maybe just making out, not always intercourse. But yeah, lots of intercourse, too ;)
But they left when classes ended and I've been in a bit of a dry spell. OK, OK, maybe NOT a dry spell in the real sense of the word: I have had a few encounters, including the black guy staying in town for a construction project, of course Ernie a couple weeks ago, and there have been others...but not the regularity of my college studs down the street.
So last week I decided to loiter around campus a bit. There are some summer classes, although its mostly a ghost town. And yes, even though the campus is a bit out of my way, its not too much of a hassle to swing thru there. Like I said, its a traditionally black school, so I do stand out a bit (LOL), which can either be a good or a bad thing...
ANYWAY, I had cruised thru campus a couple times without much success, but then last WED I saw him!
A skinny young black buck walking across campus, wearing standard young Negro garb of: cap, tank top, baggy basketball type shorts, and giant Air Nigga basketball shoes! And when he came over to my car and stuck his head in my window, I was immediately taken aback by his voice. I was expecting "what be dis" and "dam little mama", but was stunned to hear a lilting "English" accent!
Gasp! He was African!
Was he?
I asked, and he confirmed that he was!
I was immediately catapulted past "smitten" and "charmed", instead thrown full-force into "infatuated" with him!
For those of you who've read my blogs, know one of my top 3 sex partners of all time was an African college student and I have quite the taste for them! When I heard his voice in conjunction with his coal-black skin, my head and tummy began swimming!
And I had felt so in-control of things when I'd initiated contact with him...but now I was melting as we chatted.
Long story short, he invited me up to his dorm room the next night and I agreed maybe a little *too* fast, but oh well...
So it was just last Thursday night, exactly one week ago, that I met him at his dorm parking lot. And yeah we did that sort of reverse "walk of shame" where the people we walked past just KNEW what we were going up to his room to do! I felt like such a slut walking past them, but oh well...they don't know me and I don't know them, so...
We got to his room and things progressed as expected. He said his roommate was out for at least a few hours, which was just what I wanted to hear.
I wasted no time in stepping to him and putting my arms around his neck, while he put his around my waist. LOL, no sense in wasting time! We began making out, and soon made our way over to his bed. I was still wearing my work clothes (white blouse, navy blue skirt, tan pantyhose), and stepped out of my heels as we reclined back on the bed. Nice sexy kissing and exploring each others' mouths with our tongues, which was mirrored by how our hands traveled over each others' bodies.
After awhile the buttons of my blouse were magically undone (LOL), and his greedy black fingers were all over my boobs. That's OK, because I had been running my stocking feet up and down the backs of his legs, and was reaching back to grip his hard little butt cheeks to pull him against me and basically hump him...
At some point I had slithered out of my blouse and skirt and was down to just my bra and panties and thigh-high tan nylons. I had used my stockinged feet to nudge off his Air Nigga sneakers and socks, and had yanked his tank top off over his head. I began licking and kissing my way down his skinny black chest and fat-free abs...
I mean, it was pretty obvious where this was headed, me kissing my way down his torso and digging my thumbs into the waistband of his shorts to pull them down...I found myself grinning like a Jack-O-Lantern as I licked all that salty ebony skin. And even so much more so, when I pulled his shorts down to his knees and felt his hard black dick spring up out of his shorts and nearly slap me in the face!
I applied myself to the task with great enthusiasm, surprising myself at how horny and Porn-tastic I sounded moaning and purring as I started sucking his tasty UNCIRCUMSIZED (!)! black dick. But also as you may expect, he didn't last all that terribly long as he stared down with bugged-out eyes at the sight of me with his dick in my mouth. In probably less than 2 minutes, he grabbed the back of my head and began shooting off in my mouth. Ah, I savored the flavor of young African sperm sliding down my throat!
Finally he pulled away from me with a spasm, and the next few moments were slightly awkward. I mean, what do you talk about after a moment like that? Just laid there together nearly naked for awhile, before I politely suggested maybe he'd be OK with me sucking him again? HA, you should've seen his face at that moment, like "REALLY?!?!"
Oh yes, really.
While the last time had been semi-rushed, THIS time I was taking my time and really working him over.
Starting by kissing him deeply, then working my way down, kissing all up and down his legs, across his sexy rock hard mid-section, licking his big balls his dick already getting hard again against my chin...
Looking him right the eye as I took my time and basically worshiped his big black dick. Licking and kissing all up the sides of it, pulling the uncircumsized foreskin back to run my tongue all around the head and savor that roast beef flavor. Gradually taking more and more of his long skinny black dick in my mouth until I feel it filling up the back of my throat.
And then making love to it with my mouth...the lip-smacking...the head-bobbing...the eye-fucking him while I sucked him as hard as I could...it was quite a performance if I do say so myself, and it was quite a pleasure to feel him go from 60% hard to 110% hard in my mouth, then feel his body tense up and then release, more of his hot African baby-batter squirting down my throat and into my belly...
So afterwards I was getting ready to go, and he and I were talking about his limited time on campus and the summer classes he was taking. It was then that he dropped a bombshell on me. My friends know what that bombshell was, but I don't want to get into it here (you can PM me if you're dying for the details)....ANYWAY, he and I set up a loose time to see each other again and that was that!
So we meet up on FRI night and I drive us to an area I know close by where we can be private. Long story, I was still a little miffed at the bombshell he'd dropped on me, but he made up for it by giving me a foot rub and of course me being a sucker for a big African dick (LOL), I wound up sucking him off again before dropping him off at his dorm afterwards.
Saturday I arranged another quickie car meet-up, my thought process was to try and squeeze in as much sex as possible before summer classes ended in a week or so. After I swallowed him down again, we made plans to sneak over to my apartment on Sunday. This was perfect, 3 oral and make-out encounters leading up to intercourse!
But after I got back to my place and I thought I was done for the evening, I got a call from my old buddy MARQUIS! LOL, you remember, by "black diamond", right? We always did this thing where I'd suck his dick on his birthday...but he has been away at college and we hadn't done that in a couple years....
But there he was, live and in-person on the phone with me SAT, asking me if I wanted to meet up?
I was about to tell him "no", that maybe it was time to move on, when he said:
"I'm in yo parking lot!"
I peeked out my window and confirmed that was indeed exactly where he was!
So i threw on some clothes and went out to his vehicle and gave him his birthday present!
I swallowed his come for probably the 30th or more time in the history of our relationship and said "see ya next year!" as he left!
And yeah, I have to admit it felt pretty cool to have sucked 2 different young black guys to completion in the same night!
So the next day was SUNDAY, and my plans with my African college boy!
I picked him up in my car after I left church...I was wearing a dress, pantyhose and heels, and I swear I felt my pussy go moist when he put his hand on my knee on the drive over! He was clearly very excited, leaning over and nuzzling my neck and ears while I drove...I pushed his hand from my knee up inside my skirt and my whole body tingled when I felt his fingers graze my clit...and then I pushed him away! Holy crap, he was all over me like a horny monkey as we drove thru town! I didn't want for this to be on display for the whole neighborhood!
Once inside my apartment, shit got real!
We made out, but it was a fast-forward version of the last time in his dorm room. We were kissing passionately as I led him back to my guest bedroom (where I typically do my "dirty work" with black suitors), I had already stumbled out of my heels and basically finished undressing both myself and him while I was down on my knees sucking his black dick. Within about 2 minutes, my church clothes were in a pile that I could step out of, only my pearl necklace and thigh-high stockings remaing on (yes I wore thigh-highs to church, please don't judge)
Never loosing my grip on his black dick, I got up and led him to the bed, basically pulling him down on top of me. I knew he was a virgin, and guided him down between my legs and gripping his black dick with the head was pressing between my pussy lips. All he had to do was ease himself forward, which he did!
And unfortunately, he came VERY prematurely, basically as he was struggling to put his black dick inside me.
Undaunted, I grabbed him and pulled him down closer onto me and basically begged him to "keep going" and for him to "keep fucking me"...
Well, his dick wasn't exactly spaghetti, and my pussy was so wet that he was able to keep it in.
He took the words "keep going" and "keep fucking me" to heart as he began pumping me. I had my legs wrapped around him while he stared down at me bug-eyed. He clearly couldn't believe he was actually fucking me! I tore my gaze from his face downward and told him to look there as well, to watch his big black dick slide in and out of me. I reached up and grabbed the back of his little coconut head and pulled it down so I could kiss him deeply while he screwed me.
"Fuck me" I grunted in his ear, and he did just that, our bodies beginning to make that sweaty smacking sound as they slapped together. While this sex session was longer than the first, it wasn't exactly a marathon either, and pretty soon I felt him coming inside me again...
And that was OK, I had learned how younger guys' bodies worked by this point. Whereas an older black guy would be down for one intense fucking with *maybe* a round 2, young black guys were much more apt to come quickly but be ready to go again...and again...
So I rolled him off me and immediately went down to lick his black dick clean, licking my pussy juice off that magnificent black shaft and sucking any remaining come out of him. Afterwards, we lay together and shared out "afterglow" moment, me snuggling against him and running my nylon-clad foot up and down his leg. And yes, at some point I went to the fridge to get me a bottle of water to hydrate and him a g**** soda. Yes, I keep orange and g**** soda in my fridge for visiting Negroes. Please don't judge. ;)
That night was a little different from our previous encounters in that there were no time constraints or fear of being caught or someone walking in on us. It was fun the 2 of us walking around (mostly) naked around my apartment, seeing his casually stroll out of my bathroom nude except for his little white footie socks, his uncircumcized black dick swinging as he got in bed with me...we spent the next few hours in sexual exploration and play-time, including:
>Me teaching him to eat pussy.
>Me showing him the joys of 6ixty-9ine.
>Licking each other from head to toe
>Me specifically ripping his little damp sweaty white footie socks off so that I could worship his size 14 long black smelly feet. Looking him dead in the eye while I ran my tongue up and down his salty soles. in between his toes and then sucking on them.
>Tossing his salad, him belly-down on my bed while I spread his cheeks and shoved my tongue as far up his butt as I could.
>Etc, etc, etc!
With no time limits, there was a TON of fore-play, and by the time we were fucking for the 3rd time, things had taken on a different feel. He no longer had that desperate, insistent air about him, and our subsequent fuck session was epic and quite porn-tastic. While I'm a huge fan of missionary, I instead guided him towards other more exotic positions, beginning with me straddling him and guiding his black dick inside me while I sat down on it.
I put on quite a clinic of dick-riding for him, both facing him and facing away. And then sliding off so we could spoon. Which led to doggie style. Which led to getting off the bed and onto the floor. Which led to moving over so that we were in front of the full length mirror by the closet, him pounding me from behind while pressing me against said mirror. Which led to us doing it in the chair by the foot of the bed, which led to us doing it in the bathroom sitting on the commode LOL
As you can see, he had gone from a stumbling awkward virgin a couple hours earlier to giving me a confident porn-star type fucking.Yes, I sucked his dick in the middle of my kitchen (getting an orange drank for him!) and yes he bent me over my couch in my living room to fuck me from behind. It was a particularly hot day and I had turned my AC down a bit so that we were working up quite a nice sweat as we commenced our sex-tour of my apartment. At some point I had shed my thigh high stockings and we were finally both 100% naked as we made our way back to the guest bedroom to finish up...
And with him once again on top of me missionary style, my feet up on his shoulders as he dripped sweat down on me, he came for a 3rd time, deep inside me just like the previous times. Ummm, LOTS of post sex kissing as we "after-glowed" again. In fact, we both napped a little bit naked in each other's arms...
But a funny thing happened an hour or so later as I was getting dressed to take him back to campus...
"No, no..." he said. "We do it again....?"
LOL, I thought he was joking. I mean, we'd just had an absolutely epic fuck session that any guy would've died to have just had. Surely he can't be serious...
But he was! He had my skirt lifted up in the back and was tonguing my pussy like I had just taught him to do!
And just like that, he was positioning himself to go back inside me! Me with my church dress back on, standing on my tip-toes with it hiked up to my waist while he slid his young back dick into me again...his fingers digging into my waist as he slammed me from behind, raising me up off my tip toes...
I was beginning to feel like his sexual vending machine, especially when he pushed my down to my knees and mounted me doggie-style...I hadn't even been horny, but the feel of this rushed and urgent encounter had gotten me in the mood quickly. I loved the fact I was actually wearing my church dress and he had gotten semi-dressed as well, his shorts down around his ankles and T-shirt pushed up over his head while he pounded me from behind.
Finally I ended up totally flat on the floor with him drilling me. After awhile he cried out and a felt some dribbles and sprays inside me, his load seriously diminished by this the 4th (!) round...
After I dropped him off at campus, I came home and slept like a baby! I had gotten myself off a couple times with him, and had that sleepy satisfied feeling...
I had trouble focusing at work that next day, my mind drifting back and re-living the epic sex I'd had with this young African. So yeah, I was that weird combination of sore and horny. Imagine my surprise when i got a text later in the day from an old friend. He's a local older black guy whom I've been carrying on a passionate foot and oral relationship with for a couple years. We tend to hook up every 4-6 weeks and...
"Heading to the camper. Meet me there."
LOL!
How could I say "no"?
So I took an extended lunch and met him at his camper.
Like I said, he's a foot guy, and since my young African buck was all about boobies and my pussy and not so much my feet, it was nice to have them get some attention. I was wearing that same pair of tan thigh-highs I'd had sex in the evening before, but he didn't seem to mind as I slipped my heels off and smushed my sweaty soles against his chubby black cheeks. He was jacking himself off and I "gave him a hand" with that, also massaging his balls and fingering his butthole. He came like a volcano, and when he reached over to touch my pussy, I'm like: "Nope. Not necessary. I'm good..."
Which was just a nice way of saying that it was still sore from the epic African beat-down that had been put upon it the evening before. We parted ways and set our calendars for 4 weeks in the future!
I met up with my young African college buck later that night and respectfully suggested that maybe he'd like to titty-fuck me tonight? I thought that was a perfectly wonderful way of working around my sore pussy in a way that made everybody happy. He was a major boob guy, and seemed quite pleased with straddling my chest and fucking me between the boobs, ocasionaly lunging forward to put his dick in my mouth. Yay! Win-win!
But things got even weirder WED when I got a text:
"In town for the night. Come over"
It was from a black guy I had hooked up with on a business trip maybe 6 months ago!
Holy crap! When it rains, it POURS!!!
We had hooked up in a neutral location (visiting city for both of us) and when I told him I was from Nashville, he was like: "Oh, I get thru there from time to time..." and that was 6 months ago and THIS WEEK was the first time he'd gotten thru here and the first time I'd heard from him since then.
He and I had quite a memorable and nasty hook-up...let's just say there was a point where he was fucking me on a pile of his dirty socks, rubbing his moist smelly socks all over my face while we did it...and there was the one thing that happened in the shower. I may have let him pee on me. :)
Luckily for me this was a couple days past my SUN fuck-a-thon, and my pussy was back and ready to go. In fact, my nipples were actuallly more sore than my pussy...the African k** was obsessed with my boobs and pretty rough on my nips!
So after work I went over to his hotel. He greeted me at the door and I put my arms around his neck to give him a nice sexy "hello" kiss. We kissed our way over to the bed, where pulled me down onto his lap, still kissing. He was the polar opposite of my African boy, him nearly twice as old in his late 30's, with a doughy soft body. Where my African boy was athletic, this guy was just average, maybe more of a nerd I guess. This guy had patience and experience my African boy did not. But of course they did have in common big black dicks and an infatuation with ME, so I guess it was all good.
We were almost business-like as we stopped making out long enough to undress ourselves. And I have to admit, that made me feel quite dirty, stepping out of my heels and unbuttoning my blouse while watching him take off his short sleeve dress shirt, clip-on tie, and cheap polyester dress pants...
Once we were naked except for my tan thigh highs (yes the same ones I'd had sex in for 3 previous days!) and him in just his trademark little black socks, he peeled back the crisp white sheets and we got in bed together. More kissing, our nearly nude bodies pressing together. My nylon foot sliding up and down his leg, his hand drifting to my breasts and my hand drifted down to stroke his black dick. Ummm, nice making out and humping!
Eventually I licked my way down his fat doughy chest and belly down to his hard black dick. He quickly flipped me around so that we were 6ixty-9ining and YAY for that! While I had been teaching my young black buck to eat pussy and 69, it was nice having an experienced guy whom I didn't have to teach!. We 6ixty-9ined for quite a bit before he rolled me off him and onto my back.From there he wiggled his way between my legs, me having to spread them a bit wider to accommodate his chubby mid-section...I felt his dick head rubbing against my pussy lips to part them, folllowed by him pressing his weight down on me and his black dick into me...
As he began screwing me with his black dick, I thought about how less than 24 hours earlier I had been getting (titty) fucked by a different younger black dick. And a few more hours before that, I had been jacking and sucking a different black dick. Life is good!
This guy was all business, keeping us in the missionary position with my feet up on his shoulders. He liked feet, which was a nice difference from my African fella, so I began rubbing them all over his face while he fucked me. I even took off one thigh high, so he had my sweaty bare right sole as well as my nylon-clad sweaty left sole to choose from. We did a quick tour of positions, going from missionary to spooning to doggy to me on top and back again to missionary. Those crisp white sheets quickly became sweat and sex-soaked!!
Finally with both of my legs up on his right shoulder and my feet up in his face, he finally grunted and began shooting off inside me. YAY! Afterwards, I went down to lick his black dick clean and drain any residual come from him. As I was getting dressed, I was almost relived to hear he was in town for only one night, just passing thru. While I would normally loved to have a semi-strange black dick in town to have fun with for a few days, I was quickly reaching my saturation point! I gave him a deeep sexy good-bye kiss and told him to stop thru more often, please!
And then THUR night I stopped by my African boy's room one last time before he heads back home. It was a nice way to finish up, me sucking his dick while he fingered me and sucked on my nipples like he was nursing (LOL), followed by him fucking me missionary with my nylon-covered feet up on his shoulders, my toes curled up as he came inside me. I did some calculating and determined that:
>I'd had 4 different black dicks over this 7 day span.
>I'd sucked those black dicks at least 14 times (hard to count all the times on SUN when my African boy kept pulling it out of my pussy and into my mouth!)
>I let those black dicks come in my mouth 7 times
>I let those black dicks come in my pussy 6 times
>My tan nylons have absorbed the sweat (and other fluids) of 3 different black men as well as myself.
And to cap it all off?
As I was leaving campus, I had a DIFFERENT black guy hit on me!
No joking, he was janitorial for the college and was like: "hey, pretty mama! How you doing?!", saying that he'd seen me around campus, with a knowing leer.
LOL, on any other day, there was no doubt this would have led to something. I mean, it felt like the beginning to a porn scene, and my mind was actually racing with the fact that this guy probably had keys to all the buildings on campus and it would have been easy for he and I to slip off and...
NO!
I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm all black-dicked out!
Well, for now, anyway...I might feel differently once the weekend arrives.
And I *did* get the black campus janitor's name and contact info for future reference...
;)
later,
mandi
Hope every one is having a great summer!
Mine has been up-and-down, and this last week has been a bunch of me bouncing up-and-down, and I felt the need to step back and tell SOMEBODY about it, so why not my fine Hamser-ites?
Yall who know me know that I demand a pretty regular sex schedule. While saying that sounds a little slutty, I know that married couples or boyfriends/girlfriends have sex 2-7 times a week, so why shouldn't I? Just because I choose to not be tied down doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy and participate in sex just as much as they do...
And to be honest, in the fall/winter/spring months, this is a bit easier thanks to the the colleges in my town and ESPECIALLY the traditionally black university nearby! I've been pilfering their campus for dark chocolate dick for a few years now. College boys are the best, at that age where they are really hitting their sexual prime, but still young enough to be clean and open to experimentation.
This past year, I had a couple of them on stand-by, ready to come over when I beckoned for oral or foot stuff or maybe just making out, not always intercourse. But yeah, lots of intercourse, too ;)
But they left when classes ended and I've been in a bit of a dry spell. OK, OK, maybe NOT a dry spell in the real sense of the word: I have had a few encounters, including the black guy staying in town for a construction project, of course Ernie a couple weeks ago, and there have been others...but not the regularity of my college studs down the street.
So last week I decided to loiter around campus a bit. There are some summer classes, although its mostly a ghost town. And yes, even though the campus is a bit out of my way, its not too much of a hassle to swing thru there. Like I said, its a traditionally black school, so I do stand out a bit (LOL), which can either be a good or a bad thing...
ANYWAY, I had cruised thru campus a couple times without much success, but then last WED I saw him!
A skinny young black buck walking across campus, wearing standard young Negro garb of: cap, tank top, baggy basketball type shorts, and giant Air Nigga basketball shoes! And when he came over to my car and stuck his head in my window, I was immediately taken aback by his voice. I was expecting "what be dis" and "dam little mama", but was stunned to hear a lilting "English" accent!
Gasp! He was African!
Was he?
I asked, and he confirmed that he was!
I was immediately catapulted past "smitten" and "charmed", instead thrown full-force into "infatuated" with him!
For those of you who've read my blogs, know one of my top 3 sex partners of all time was an African college student and I have quite the taste for them! When I heard his voice in conjunction with his coal-black skin, my head and tummy began swimming!
And I had felt so in-control of things when I'd initiated contact with him...but now I was melting as we chatted.
Long story short, he invited me up to his dorm room the next night and I agreed maybe a little *too* fast, but oh well...
So it was just last Thursday night, exactly one week ago, that I met him at his dorm parking lot. And yeah we did that sort of reverse "walk of shame" where the people we walked past just KNEW what we were going up to his room to do! I felt like such a slut walking past them, but oh well...they don't know me and I don't know them, so...
We got to his room and things progressed as expected. He said his roommate was out for at least a few hours, which was just what I wanted to hear.
I wasted no time in stepping to him and putting my arms around his neck, while he put his around my waist. LOL, no sense in wasting time! We began making out, and soon made our way over to his bed. I was still wearing my work clothes (white blouse, navy blue skirt, tan pantyhose), and stepped out of my heels as we reclined back on the bed. Nice sexy kissing and exploring each others' mouths with our tongues, which was mirrored by how our hands traveled over each others' bodies.
After awhile the buttons of my blouse were magically undone (LOL), and his greedy black fingers were all over my boobs. That's OK, because I had been running my stocking feet up and down the backs of his legs, and was reaching back to grip his hard little butt cheeks to pull him against me and basically hump him...
At some point I had slithered out of my blouse and skirt and was down to just my bra and panties and thigh-high tan nylons. I had used my stockinged feet to nudge off his Air Nigga sneakers and socks, and had yanked his tank top off over his head. I began licking and kissing my way down his skinny black chest and fat-free abs...
I mean, it was pretty obvious where this was headed, me kissing my way down his torso and digging my thumbs into the waistband of his shorts to pull them down...I found myself grinning like a Jack-O-Lantern as I licked all that salty ebony skin. And even so much more so, when I pulled his shorts down to his knees and felt his hard black dick spring up out of his shorts and nearly slap me in the face!
I applied myself to the task with great enthusiasm, surprising myself at how horny and Porn-tastic I sounded moaning and purring as I started sucking his tasty UNCIRCUMSIZED (!)! black dick. But also as you may expect, he didn't last all that terribly long as he stared down with bugged-out eyes at the sight of me with his dick in my mouth. In probably less than 2 minutes, he grabbed the back of my head and began shooting off in my mouth. Ah, I savored the flavor of young African sperm sliding down my throat!
Finally he pulled away from me with a spasm, and the next few moments were slightly awkward. I mean, what do you talk about after a moment like that? Just laid there together nearly naked for awhile, before I politely suggested maybe he'd be OK with me sucking him again? HA, you should've seen his face at that moment, like "REALLY?!?!"
Oh yes, really.
While the last time had been semi-rushed, THIS time I was taking my time and really working him over.
Starting by kissing him deeply, then working my way down, kissing all up and down his legs, across his sexy rock hard mid-section, licking his big balls his dick already getting hard again against my chin...
Looking him right the eye as I took my time and basically worshiped his big black dick. Licking and kissing all up the sides of it, pulling the uncircumsized foreskin back to run my tongue all around the head and savor that roast beef flavor. Gradually taking more and more of his long skinny black dick in my mouth until I feel it filling up the back of my throat.
And then making love to it with my mouth...the lip-smacking...the head-bobbing...the eye-fucking him while I sucked him as hard as I could...it was quite a performance if I do say so myself, and it was quite a pleasure to feel him go from 60% hard to 110% hard in my mouth, then feel his body tense up and then release, more of his hot African baby-batter squirting down my throat and into my belly...
So afterwards I was getting ready to go, and he and I were talking about his limited time on campus and the summer classes he was taking. It was then that he dropped a bombshell on me. My friends know what that bombshell was, but I don't want to get into it here (you can PM me if you're dying for the details)....ANYWAY, he and I set up a loose time to see each other again and that was that!
So we meet up on FRI night and I drive us to an area I know close by where we can be private. Long story, I was still a little miffed at the bombshell he'd dropped on me, but he made up for it by giving me a foot rub and of course me being a sucker for a big African dick (LOL), I wound up sucking him off again before dropping him off at his dorm afterwards.
Saturday I arranged another quickie car meet-up, my thought process was to try and squeeze in as much sex as possible before summer classes ended in a week or so. After I swallowed him down again, we made plans to sneak over to my apartment on Sunday. This was perfect, 3 oral and make-out encounters leading up to intercourse!
But after I got back to my place and I thought I was done for the evening, I got a call from my old buddy MARQUIS! LOL, you remember, by "black diamond", right? We always did this thing where I'd suck his dick on his birthday...but he has been away at college and we hadn't done that in a couple years....
But there he was, live and in-person on the phone with me SAT, asking me if I wanted to meet up?
I was about to tell him "no", that maybe it was time to move on, when he said:
"I'm in yo parking lot!"
I peeked out my window and confirmed that was indeed exactly where he was!
So i threw on some clothes and went out to his vehicle and gave him his birthday present!
I swallowed his come for probably the 30th or more time in the history of our relationship and said "see ya next year!" as he left!
And yeah, I have to admit it felt pretty cool to have sucked 2 different young black guys to completion in the same night!
So the next day was SUNDAY, and my plans with my African college boy!
I picked him up in my car after I left church...I was wearing a dress, pantyhose and heels, and I swear I felt my pussy go moist when he put his hand on my knee on the drive over! He was clearly very excited, leaning over and nuzzling my neck and ears while I drove...I pushed his hand from my knee up inside my skirt and my whole body tingled when I felt his fingers graze my clit...and then I pushed him away! Holy crap, he was all over me like a horny monkey as we drove thru town! I didn't want for this to be on display for the whole neighborhood!
Once inside my apartment, shit got real!
We made out, but it was a fast-forward version of the last time in his dorm room. We were kissing passionately as I led him back to my guest bedroom (where I typically do my "dirty work" with black suitors), I had already stumbled out of my heels and basically finished undressing both myself and him while I was down on my knees sucking his black dick. Within about 2 minutes, my church clothes were in a pile that I could step out of, only my pearl necklace and thigh-high stockings remaing on (yes I wore thigh-highs to church, please don't judge)
Never loosing my grip on his black dick, I got up and led him to the bed, basically pulling him down on top of me. I knew he was a virgin, and guided him down between my legs and gripping his black dick with the head was pressing between my pussy lips. All he had to do was ease himself forward, which he did!
And unfortunately, he came VERY prematurely, basically as he was struggling to put his black dick inside me.
Undaunted, I grabbed him and pulled him down closer onto me and basically begged him to "keep going" and for him to "keep fucking me"...
Well, his dick wasn't exactly spaghetti, and my pussy was so wet that he was able to keep it in.
He took the words "keep going" and "keep fucking me" to heart as he began pumping me. I had my legs wrapped around him while he stared down at me bug-eyed. He clearly couldn't believe he was actually fucking me! I tore my gaze from his face downward and told him to look there as well, to watch his big black dick slide in and out of me. I reached up and grabbed the back of his little coconut head and pulled it down so I could kiss him deeply while he screwed me.
"Fuck me" I grunted in his ear, and he did just that, our bodies beginning to make that sweaty smacking sound as they slapped together. While this sex session was longer than the first, it wasn't exactly a marathon either, and pretty soon I felt him coming inside me again...
And that was OK, I had learned how younger guys' bodies worked by this point. Whereas an older black guy would be down for one intense fucking with *maybe* a round 2, young black guys were much more apt to come quickly but be ready to go again...and again...
So I rolled him off me and immediately went down to lick his black dick clean, licking my pussy juice off that magnificent black shaft and sucking any remaining come out of him. Afterwards, we lay together and shared out "afterglow" moment, me snuggling against him and running my nylon-clad foot up and down his leg. And yes, at some point I went to the fridge to get me a bottle of water to hydrate and him a g**** soda. Yes, I keep orange and g**** soda in my fridge for visiting Negroes. Please don't judge. ;)
That night was a little different from our previous encounters in that there were no time constraints or fear of being caught or someone walking in on us. It was fun the 2 of us walking around (mostly) naked around my apartment, seeing his casually stroll out of my bathroom nude except for his little white footie socks, his uncircumcized black dick swinging as he got in bed with me...we spent the next few hours in sexual exploration and play-time, including:
>Me teaching him to eat pussy.
>Me showing him the joys of 6ixty-9ine.
>Licking each other from head to toe
>Me specifically ripping his little damp sweaty white footie socks off so that I could worship his size 14 long black smelly feet. Looking him dead in the eye while I ran my tongue up and down his salty soles. in between his toes and then sucking on them.
>Tossing his salad, him belly-down on my bed while I spread his cheeks and shoved my tongue as far up his butt as I could.
>Etc, etc, etc!
With no time limits, there was a TON of fore-play, and by the time we were fucking for the 3rd time, things had taken on a different feel. He no longer had that desperate, insistent air about him, and our subsequent fuck session was epic and quite porn-tastic. While I'm a huge fan of missionary, I instead guided him towards other more exotic positions, beginning with me straddling him and guiding his black dick inside me while I sat down on it.
I put on quite a clinic of dick-riding for him, both facing him and facing away. And then sliding off so we could spoon. Which led to doggie style. Which led to getting off the bed and onto the floor. Which led to moving over so that we were in front of the full length mirror by the closet, him pounding me from behind while pressing me against said mirror. Which led to us doing it in the chair by the foot of the bed, which led to us doing it in the bathroom sitting on the commode LOL
As you can see, he had gone from a stumbling awkward virgin a couple hours earlier to giving me a confident porn-star type fucking.Yes, I sucked his dick in the middle of my kitchen (getting an orange drank for him!) and yes he bent me over my couch in my living room to fuck me from behind. It was a particularly hot day and I had turned my AC down a bit so that we were working up quite a nice sweat as we commenced our sex-tour of my apartment. At some point I had shed my thigh high stockings and we were finally both 100% naked as we made our way back to the guest bedroom to finish up...
And with him once again on top of me missionary style, my feet up on his shoulders as he dripped sweat down on me, he came for a 3rd time, deep inside me just like the previous times. Ummm, LOTS of post sex kissing as we "after-glowed" again. In fact, we both napped a little bit naked in each other's arms...
But a funny thing happened an hour or so later as I was getting dressed to take him back to campus...
"No, no..." he said. "We do it again....?"
LOL, I thought he was joking. I mean, we'd just had an absolutely epic fuck session that any guy would've died to have just had. Surely he can't be serious...
But he was! He had my skirt lifted up in the back and was tonguing my pussy like I had just taught him to do!
And just like that, he was positioning himself to go back inside me! Me with my church dress back on, standing on my tip-toes with it hiked up to my waist while he slid his young back dick into me again...his fingers digging into my waist as he slammed me from behind, raising me up off my tip toes...
I was beginning to feel like his sexual vending machine, especially when he pushed my down to my knees and mounted me doggie-style...I hadn't even been horny, but the feel of this rushed and urgent encounter had gotten me in the mood quickly. I loved the fact I was actually wearing my church dress and he had gotten semi-dressed as well, his shorts down around his ankles and T-shirt pushed up over his head while he pounded me from behind.
Finally I ended up totally flat on the floor with him drilling me. After awhile he cried out and a felt some dribbles and sprays inside me, his load seriously diminished by this the 4th (!) round...
After I dropped him off at campus, I came home and slept like a baby! I had gotten myself off a couple times with him, and had that sleepy satisfied feeling...
I had trouble focusing at work that next day, my mind drifting back and re-living the epic sex I'd had with this young African. So yeah, I was that weird combination of sore and horny. Imagine my surprise when i got a text later in the day from an old friend. He's a local older black guy whom I've been carrying on a passionate foot and oral relationship with for a couple years. We tend to hook up every 4-6 weeks and...
"Heading to the camper. Meet me there."
LOL!
How could I say "no"?
So I took an extended lunch and met him at his camper.
Like I said, he's a foot guy, and since my young African buck was all about boobies and my pussy and not so much my feet, it was nice to have them get some attention. I was wearing that same pair of tan thigh-highs I'd had sex in the evening before, but he didn't seem to mind as I slipped my heels off and smushed my sweaty soles against his chubby black cheeks. He was jacking himself off and I "gave him a hand" with that, also massaging his balls and fingering his butthole. He came like a volcano, and when he reached over to touch my pussy, I'm like: "Nope. Not necessary. I'm good..."
Which was just a nice way of saying that it was still sore from the epic African beat-down that had been put upon it the evening before. We parted ways and set our calendars for 4 weeks in the future!
I met up with my young African college buck later that night and respectfully suggested that maybe he'd like to titty-fuck me tonight? I thought that was a perfectly wonderful way of working around my sore pussy in a way that made everybody happy. He was a major boob guy, and seemed quite pleased with straddling my chest and fucking me between the boobs, ocasionaly lunging forward to put his dick in my mouth. Yay! Win-win!
But things got even weirder WED when I got a text:
"In town for the night. Come over"
It was from a black guy I had hooked up with on a business trip maybe 6 months ago!
Holy crap! When it rains, it POURS!!!
We had hooked up in a neutral location (visiting city for both of us) and when I told him I was from Nashville, he was like: "Oh, I get thru there from time to time..." and that was 6 months ago and THIS WEEK was the first time he'd gotten thru here and the first time I'd heard from him since then.
He and I had quite a memorable and nasty hook-up...let's just say there was a point where he was fucking me on a pile of his dirty socks, rubbing his moist smelly socks all over my face while we did it...and there was the one thing that happened in the shower. I may have let him pee on me. :)
Luckily for me this was a couple days past my SUN fuck-a-thon, and my pussy was back and ready to go. In fact, my nipples were actuallly more sore than my pussy...the African k** was obsessed with my boobs and pretty rough on my nips!
So after work I went over to his hotel. He greeted me at the door and I put my arms around his neck to give him a nice sexy "hello" kiss. We kissed our way over to the bed, where pulled me down onto his lap, still kissing. He was the polar opposite of my African boy, him nearly twice as old in his late 30's, with a doughy soft body. Where my African boy was athletic, this guy was just average, maybe more of a nerd I guess. This guy had patience and experience my African boy did not. But of course they did have in common big black dicks and an infatuation with ME, so I guess it was all good.
We were almost business-like as we stopped making out long enough to undress ourselves. And I have to admit, that made me feel quite dirty, stepping out of my heels and unbuttoning my blouse while watching him take off his short sleeve dress shirt, clip-on tie, and cheap polyester dress pants...
Once we were naked except for my tan thigh highs (yes the same ones I'd had sex in for 3 previous days!) and him in just his trademark little black socks, he peeled back the crisp white sheets and we got in bed together. More kissing, our nearly nude bodies pressing together. My nylon foot sliding up and down his leg, his hand drifting to my breasts and my hand drifted down to stroke his black dick. Ummm, nice making out and humping!
Eventually I licked my way down his fat doughy chest and belly down to his hard black dick. He quickly flipped me around so that we were 6ixty-9ining and YAY for that! While I had been teaching my young black buck to eat pussy and 69, it was nice having an experienced guy whom I didn't have to teach!. We 6ixty-9ined for quite a bit before he rolled me off him and onto my back.From there he wiggled his way between my legs, me having to spread them a bit wider to accommodate his chubby mid-section...I felt his dick head rubbing against my pussy lips to part them, folllowed by him pressing his weight down on me and his black dick into me...
As he began screwing me with his black dick, I thought about how less than 24 hours earlier I had been getting (titty) fucked by a different younger black dick. And a few more hours before that, I had been jacking and sucking a different black dick. Life is good!
This guy was all business, keeping us in the missionary position with my feet up on his shoulders. He liked feet, which was a nice difference from my African fella, so I began rubbing them all over his face while he fucked me. I even took off one thigh high, so he had my sweaty bare right sole as well as my nylon-clad sweaty left sole to choose from. We did a quick tour of positions, going from missionary to spooning to doggy to me on top and back again to missionary. Those crisp white sheets quickly became sweat and sex-soaked!!
Finally with both of my legs up on his right shoulder and my feet up in his face, he finally grunted and began shooting off inside me. YAY! Afterwards, I went down to lick his black dick clean and drain any residual come from him. As I was getting dressed, I was almost relived to hear he was in town for only one night, just passing thru. While I would normally loved to have a semi-strange black dick in town to have fun with for a few days, I was quickly reaching my saturation point! I gave him a deeep sexy good-bye kiss and told him to stop thru more often, please!
And then THUR night I stopped by my African boy's room one last time before he heads back home. It was a nice way to finish up, me sucking his dick while he fingered me and sucked on my nipples like he was nursing (LOL), followed by him fucking me missionary with my nylon-covered feet up on his shoulders, my toes curled up as he came inside me. I did some calculating and determined that:
>I'd had 4 different black dicks over this 7 day span.
>I'd sucked those black dicks at least 14 times (hard to count all the times on SUN when my African boy kept pulling it out of my pussy and into my mouth!)
>I let those black dicks come in my mouth 7 times
>I let those black dicks come in my pussy 6 times
>My tan nylons have absorbed the sweat (and other fluids) of 3 different black men as well as myself.
And to cap it all off?
As I was leaving campus, I had a DIFFERENT black guy hit on me!
No joking, he was janitorial for the college and was like: "hey, pretty mama! How you doing?!", saying that he'd seen me around campus, with a knowing leer.
LOL, on any other day, there was no doubt this would have led to something. I mean, it felt like the beginning to a porn scene, and my mind was actually racing with the fact that this guy probably had keys to all the buildings on campus and it would have been easy for he and I to slip off and...
NO!
I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm all black-dicked out!
Well, for now, anyway...I might feel differently once the weekend arrives.
And I *did* get the black campus janitor's name and contact info for future reference...
;)
later,
mandi
9 years ago
