That night I lay in my bed and recounted the afternoon’s events. How vividly I recalled his stroking of his wonderful cock. The thought that he wanted me so badly, that he was hardened by the mere sight of me caused me to burn with a need for his cock. Or was he just taunting me, teasing me, never planning on pleasuring me in any way but to give me this memory so that I could lay here and rub myself while wondering how that thickness would feel inside of me, pressuring me, stretching me, my mind knowing full well that it was a black man’s cock that would be spewing his hot seed within my walls. My body was now squirming with a heated desire. My mind begged to fulfill the needs I felt. Reaching for the nightstand drawer I retrieved my largest dildo and began pressing it into my wetness while remembering the sight of that beautiful black cock. In my mind I could feel his hands on my body as he drove deeply into me, taunting me with his words, calling me a white slut, making me beg for his big black dick, forcing himself fully into my resisting body as I cried out in pain before begging him not to ever stop fucking me with his manly cock. I was hunching fiercely into the dildo now, in a kneeling position, forcing all of it into me as I felt his ebony body fucking hard into my spasming pussy.
I don’t recall ever spending so much time pleasuring myself or enjoying each orgasm so much as I did that night.
I felt alive, like a part of me that I had never known had exposed itself. I had such erotic thoughts, like I wished I would have just arose and walked to him and pressed my pussy down onto his cock and fucked him right there in the coffee shop. The thought excited me wildly! The vision of me impaled on such a monster cock where anyone could just walk in and catch me, know that I am enjoying a large black cock in my white pussy, cumming repeatedly on it as they watch had me forcing the dildo deep into my wanton pussy. Never before in my life had I experienced such an overwhelming arousement as I had watching him express his desire for my pussy. The thrill of knowing we could be caught at any moment had heightened my arousement to the point of submission to the craving he instilled in me.
I had heard of black men possessing such large weapons of pleasure and having balls of endless cum. But to see one in reality and watch it spew such enormous amounts of cum, especially when I was the proxy recipient of that hot spewing just made me throb with a craving wetness I’ve never felt before. I now realized that as soon as I found the time I would have to pursue a good Black dicking of my pure white pussy!
Look at My Dick White Girl 2
It was weeks later on a bus ride to downtown that I found myself alone on the bus, sitting all the way in the rear as I used to in my high school days. Presently the bus stopped and picked up a passenger. After paying his fare the man walked to the rear of the bus and sat in front of me on the long bench type seat facing to my right. He had an overcoat on and a scarf wrapped his face. I was idly looking out the window, riding, and watched a few more passengers getting on at the next stop. One, an older lady of 35 or so, sat in the front facing seat right before the man in the overcoat. I found myself looking at the other passengers wondering about their lives etc. when I found myself staring at the eyes of the man in the coat. I remembered those eyes, the intensity of them and I felt a warmth begin to spread through my body. Could it be I wondered? His head would turn and I could see his gaze running the length of my body and see his hands in the coats pockets move slightly. Was this really him I wondered, was he rubbing his big dick even now as he looked at me? I allowed my jacket to fall open exposing my breasts to his gaze as my thighs opened slightly exposing some creamy white skin to him. As I expected, his hand began moving more quickly under his coat and I opened my thighs widely, exposing my panties to his view brazenly.
No one could see my actions except him and I was the only person capable of seeing him from the shoulders down. His gaze fell immediately to my pussy and then back up to my face. I saw his recognition of me expressed as a seething heat in his eyes. I felt the first tremors of my arousement as I saw his eyes begin to gleam as before. When he withdrew his hands from his pockets and opened his coat front to reveal that beautiful ebony staff, even now hardening under my gaze, I can’t describe the sensations that raced through my body. My mind seemed seared by the heat that filled me! My thighs jerked close as my entire body experienced a wave of electric like energy from the intense spasm I felt in my pussy. He remained sitting there while stroking his hardening meat. It was then I realized what an exhibitionist truly was. He got off on seeing the effect he had on me just like I got off knowing how badly he wanted me. I slid my hand into my panties and began fingering myself uninhibitedly, not a bit hesitant as before. I shifted my body and quickly removed my panties, placing them in my pocket before again widely spreading my thighs and hiking my skirt.
He motioned for me to sit beside him so I did. His cock was right there and as he placed his hand on mine I remembered the words from Fanny Hill “a head of the liveliest vermilion: no horn could be harder or stiffer; yet no velvet more smooth or delicious to the touch. Presently he guided my hand lower, to that part in which nature and pleasure keep their stores in concert, so aptly fasten’d and hung on to the root of their first instrument and minister, that not improperly he might be styl’d their purse-bearer too: there he made me feel distinctly, through their soft cover, the contents, a pair of roundish balls, that seem’d to play within, and elude all pressure but the tenderest, from without.”, and as he lifted it and placed it upon his rigid pole I felt all my inhibitions course from my being in a spasming rush and I felt a wetness in my pussy that flowed.
So hard! So big my hand could not encircle it. And the way it jerked in my grasp, it felt so muscular and the heft of it told of the way it would surely force it’s way into any orifice it deemed worthy. I wanted it, wanted to feel it ripping deep into my pussy. Feeling it and needing it so badly filled me with sensations like I’d never felt before. When I looked at it, it seemed to draw my mouth to it, I wanted to taste of it like no other cock in my life. My mind was torn, could I do that here in public. Me, a white girl, breaking the taboo that has always been instilled in white women for ages by being a black cock slut. I knew the answer before I even asked the question. As I stroked it I could hear low moans in his chest and his hand reached up to grasp my head and pull it to him. My clit throbbed so hard as my mouth descended on his glans that I felt I was close to cumming. His hand forced me down onto his cock, fingers entwining in my hair and literally pushing and pulling my mouth up and down his dick. I felt used, I felt raped as he fucked up into my mouth and pushed his huge cock head into my throat, choking me, gagging me.
The sounds of my pleasured plight caused the woman in front of us to look back and gasp as she saw my head being used as an instrument of his enjoyment. I thought she was jumping up to go tell the driver but instead she just moved to a rear seat across from us and gaped as I sucked and licked at his huge black cock. That excited him even more than my sucking his cock was, the knowledge of another woman becoming aroused at the sight of his huge dick. He began forcing deep into my throat, holding his swollen glans there as I felt it pulsing his excitement. His moans became hurried, his breathing deep as he felt the tightness of my constricting throat caressing his dick each time I attempted to swallow air around his fat cock. The lady again moved and began fingering her pussy in the seat I had vacated. I could feel his cock growing, throbbing, and his imminent cumming had me also about to unleash a torrent from within my spasming pussy.
His cock was so long that each time my head bobbed up on it my eyes would see over the seat back in front of us and I saw the driver’s eyes meeting mine as he adjusted his mirror. Without her sitting there it was plainly obvious to anyone looking how he was using me. Knowing the driver and this woman were both seeing me sucking this big black dick had me cumming hard, moaning from deep in my chest around his throbbing glans, sucking hard on it as I tried not to bite him from the intensity of my spasms. Suddenly, as the woman tensed from watching us I felt his dick harden and the first hot blast of black man’s cum shot into my sucking mouth. My mind exploded with the knowledge that a black man was filling my mouth with cum. Me a straight laced Protestant girl was frenziedly sucking and licking, coaxing each dreg of cum from his ballsac and greedily swallowing it like a cum crazed whore….and I loved it!! I loved the way I felt as each hot explosion spewed against my tongue and I felt and tasted his seed as I greedily swallowed it. My tongue laved at his dick hole collecting the ribbons of cum that stretched down into my throat after each forceful expulsion from his black balls.
It also inflamed me knowing that this unknown woman was cumming thinking of doing what I was doing; that she too wished to impale her pussy on his steedly dick and feel it trying to impregnate her with it’s hot explosions. I felt a kinship of sorts with her, knowing how this episode of carnality was going to change her life as it had mine. As the woman finally relaxed and the realization of what she had just witnessed and done herself sank in she quickly arose and rang the bell and got off the bus, never even glancing our way. Lifting my head I lay back on the seat and closed my eyes while savoring the last few minutes. The bell ringing again seemed a far distance away as my thighs clenched repeatedly, as the last spasms of my lust drained from me. I was about to ask him to come to my apartment but when I opened my eyes I saw him departing the bus, also never looking back. I was shocked, once again he had disappeared after using me for his satisfaction.
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