At my stop as I walked past the driver to the steps of the bus he smiled and motioned towards my jacket lapel and to my horror there was a large pearly white gob of cum ebbing downwards along it. Graciously he handed me a tissue and remarked, “If you need anything else let me know” and our eyes met in that knowing glance and I said, “Thanks, I’ll remember that”. He wasn’t all that bad looking even though he was old enough to be my father.
Again, as before, that night I serviced my pussy for many hours with a newly acquired huge black dildo with a suction cup base while in my mind fucking my elusive black lover. So many black men that I’m sure would fuck me in an instant and here I craved this guy’s dick and couldn’t think of it enough.
Now as I remembered the feel of it in my hand and the taste of his cum, the way it throbbed so muscularly, the feeling of strength that it imbued as it jerked and spasmed as it pumped it’s manly loads from deep in his balls into my white mouth, I cried. I cried because of his discarding me like a used condom, and the slutty feeling it imbued in me. But somehow even that fact excited me. He wanted me as a woman , nothing more, just to use me for his manly pleasure and needs. Mmmmm I wanted to feel that explosion in my pussy, to feel his rigid cock jerking inside me as it swelled and hammered me deeply. Even my dildo’s weren’t as thick as his cock! I craved to feel his hotness throbbing in me deeply, buried to his balls inside me and me just rolling my hips, caressing its hard muscular shaft as its steel-like hardness straightened and penetrated my entire birth canal. I pressed my black dildo into my womb and hunched, rubbing its tip against my walls as in my mind I ground against his swollen glans, coaxing it to explode and drive his hot cum into my stretched walls..mmmmmm
I could feel him moving inside me, caressing each little spot inside my pussy with his thickness. And what if he forced me to take him in my ass, could I possibly stretch that far, would he care or just force that muscular cock into me and pound my asshole till he flooded me with his cum…….mmmmm that thought made me want to cum hard. Sometimes I thought I loved this guy and I didn’t even know his name, just that he liked to use me to make him cum….and I loved that especially…the way he used me, first, in the coffee shop using the sight of my arousement and the thought of me and then on the bus degrading me, using my mouth, fucking me like he owned me in front of others, with no concern for my feelings, like a cave man!! Would I ever see him again I wondered……..hhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Look At My Cock White Girl; 3
It was many weeks later when myself and my new boyfriend were at the campus library studying for finals that the next chapter in my experience of the black guy was to transpire. I had risen and walked into the back aisles of the library searching for a volume I needed to study. I was kneeling on all fours, craning my neck sideways as I peered at the books at floor level trying to read the titles when someone walked up to me. The person just stood there as I was crawling towards them eyeing the volumes. Needing to pass the spot they were standing at I was about to say “pardon me’ as my head lifted to speak to them but as my face became upturned a hand grasped my hair and a hard black cock was forced into my opened mouth. I was startled and fearful of my life as I tried to push him away. My screams were muffled as he pushed into my throat, his hand pulling my hair painfully, holding me! My hands formed fists and I beat at his body as my gaze shifted upwards to his face. My fighting ceased as I saw his eyes, those same demonic eyes that I had seen twice before and my fear was replaced by a warming feeling, a feeling that filled me with need and awakened an old craving instantly.
My hands found his magnificent cock as I massaged it and sucked at his large glans, sliding my tongue around it. I was thrilled and in heaven that once again this black man allowed me to service his wonderful cock. His big hands held my head tightly as he fucked my mouth, whispering to me how he was going to fuck me hard and deep, how he was going to fill my white pussy with his “nigger seed”. Violently pulling my head from his cock he commanded me to stand and turn around. I immediately jumped to my feet and turned my back to him and felt his hand on my back as he bent me over. “Lift your skirt and drop your panties he ordered me”,. Quickly removing my undies I let them drop to the floor, my mind reeling from the thought that I was finally going to feel the cock I had craved and fantasized about so long.
I felt so slutty standing there, my skirt gathered in my hands, ass pointing rearwards, knowing that people were sitting just feet from us, my god, I thought, what if Billy walks back here to check on me. I was about to run from there when I felt this thickness push between my thighs, a hard, muscular but yielding feeling, pushing until his bulbous glans was poking from between my thighs, rubbing my clit and lips as he hunched it along my slit. I could feel my inhibitions fleeing me as I felt my lips spreading, gripping the thickness of his shaft and my hips began hunching against it, my clit being pressured into it as my resolve waned. My breathing was now deep and hurried as my hand reached down and pressed it to me as I hunched on it.
I felt weak and a fire was lit within me, a craving that had to be fulfilled quickly or I should be consumed by the heat that burned and throbbed in my being. His hand pressed on my back and bent me till my hands were on my knees and I felt his tip sliding to my entrance, pressing into me. Fear gripped me as I felt his girth spreading me, my entrance stretching, straining, to accommodate his huge size. My mind said to pull away but something inside me made me press into his thrust, even though I felt I was being ripped apart I couldn’t stop, I wouldn’t stop, I needed him inside me, fucking me. All the erotic thoughts I had envisioned for so many months forced me on as his hands gripped my hips and with a mighty shove I felt him enter me, his head clasped by my walls as my inner lips caressed his thick shaft, gripped him tightly as I felt a sensation that could best be described as LOVE!. There were sensations flooding my body like none I had ever experienced, each slight movement by either of us caused an onrush of pleasure that made me bite my knuckles to keep from screaming my reaction to his cock. He was so big!! I tried to spread my thighs to help accommodate his girth but I still felt my pelvis bones being pushed open, pressured as he fucked his pole into me even deeper.
My mind was filling, fogging with a blissful emptiness; I could only process the myriad of pleasurable sensations roiling through my being. My eyes saw the Library but I couldn’t focus my thoughts on it. His cock was my world, I could only feel, feel and love, hunch and push. I’d never felt anything so good before, anything that seemed to make each cell of my body pulse with pleasure. I felt I was going insane, that my mind was losing control as he thrust deeper and deeper into my pussy, his hands holding my hips, pulling me to his hardest thrusts as I tensed. My cum was flowing like a river from around his cock as I tensed repeatedly, my juices lubricating his cock so that he could fuck me faster, deeper, hurting my pussy until I begged him not to stop!
The sensations continued to assail my brain, flooding my mind with an endless parade of orgasms that had me shaking and trembling with their intensity. With each new spasm my pussy clenched his thick cock even tighter making him feel even larger and hotter. I could feel each throbbing beat of his heart in my pussy walls as he pressed deep in me and held his cock to me while I moaned and flowed my appreciation, begging him to fuck me, pleading for him to cum in me, to let me feel his hot nuts exploding inside my pussy. I was crying from the intense pleasure I felt as my walls were stretched painfully, crying from the wonderful feeling his cock imbued in my mind and body, the sensational release of all these months of needing and wanting to feel this and now it was even better than anyone could have ever imagined.
In the midst of all my many orgasms I saw Billy across the room looking for a book and for some reason it excited me. I felt so utterly the slut as I felt his hot glans throbbing inside me and my lover of the past weeks unaware of my hunching into his dick…I came so hard my legs felt weak and my body sagged as the thought of him turning around and espying me impaled on this huge black cock, caused even more intense ripples of pleasure to surge through my pussy. Lowering me to the floor he fucked me doggy style, ramming into me so hard I cried out with each forward stroke of his dick. Hearing me, an older man walked to the center of the room and began glancing our way. Soon my gaze was locked with his as he glanced nervously around, not knowing if I was being raped or we were just lovers. My black lover whispered to me, “motion for him to come here’, “no, I cried, please don’t make me”, “do it, I said”, was his only reply as he began hammering me even harder, his cock feeling as if it were swelling even more inside my pussy. I was his, I’d do anything he asked as long as he fucked me like this. I raised my hand the next time he faced me and motioned for him to come over to us. He hesitated but the growing bulge in his pants soon won him over and he approached us.
I felt so humiliated; me a white girl being fucked hard by a black man in a public library and now another human being, a white man was seeing my pleasure. But knowing he was there, seeing the outline of his cock against his pants had me on fire. I fucked back into his big cock frenziedly, hunching my clit against his big ballsac as he forced every inch deep inside me. The fact of a white man watching him fuck me, seeing how much I loved his cock, had him pounding me even harder and faster. Then slowing, he said, “take his dick out and suck him off”, My humiliation was complete as I unzipped the man’s fly and reached in and pulled his cock from his pants allowing it to hang there, bobbing and weaving as if it were alive. I could see his precum gleaming at the tip he was so aroused by the sound of me moaning my pleasure as my lover forced his black dick into my depths. Placing my hands on his hips I lifted my face until I could slip his cock into my mouth and at the taste of his dick my mind exploded. The feel of this man’s hands on my head and my pussy being speared so deeply had me on fire. I sucked him like a cock crazed whore and he was soon spurting in my mouth as I choked and gagged but couldn’t stop sucking at his dick.
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