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Fucking the Big, Black Stranger (f/m) | 2016
When he walked into the bar, my alcohol-induced giddy birthday-girl attitude took over and I whispered excitedly to my roommate, Mel, HE is what I want as my birthday present!
We both giggled as he walked closer to us, wearing a bright blue polo shirt that stuck out like snow in August against his chocolate-colored skin. I tried not to salivate into the Vodka and Pineapple I was sipping, I’d hoped seductively, as I watched him spend a long time conversing with one of the (married) dancers in the cast. My friends kept bringing me birthday shot after birthday shot, and I felt myself slipping merrily into The Land of No Inhibitions, where my drunk ass practically demanded that my friend Tyler go up and announce my intentions to the gorgeous Ebony Adonis standing 15 feet away. Ever the obliging wingman, Tyler managed to separate my prey and his conversation partner long enough to convince him to go talk to the lovely Ivory Princess he’d never met before.
As he made his way over, I tried to pretend like his approach was a complete shock to me, turning my back to the aisle behind me and immersing myself in a discussion that made absolutely no sense to me at all. Hi there, I hear it’s your birthday.
His southern US drawl practically made me cream my panties on the spot. I slowly turned, being careful to keep my tan, almost see-through skirt at a modest angle, and replied.
It is! Have you come to wish me your blessing? Indeed I have, pretty lady. Well then, your presence is welcome.
We exchanged small talk for a short while, he introduced himself by name and rank (two facts which I already knew but feigned shock) and I replied with my own.
You know, you have the prettiest face I’ve ever seen. He crooned in my ear, I turned to look him dead-on for the first time since he approached me and I said to him,
Do you wanna get out of here? Yes.
We stood up, said our goodbyes, and drunkenly made our way back to his cabin a deck below.
He opened the door, practically shoved me inside, and double locked everything behind him as he entered. In the short time it took him to do that, I had flung my purse, flip flops and panties to the floor and as he turned around I wrapped my arms around his neck and impossibly broad shoulders and sucked his lips in to mine. He lifted me off the ground like a ragdoll, kicking open the door to the bedroom and throwing me onto the covers, my skirt flying up, baring my bald pussy to the cool air conditioning and to his eager fingers. As he crawled on top of my body, his right hand slid down to my snatch and he expertly started manipulating my lips, pulling them apart, flicking my clit with his middle finger. I writhed beneath his strong frame, kissing his neck, biting his ears and as he returned those gestures and I felt his dick pressing into my thigh, begging to get out and in to my mouth and my eager, wet cunt.
I moaned, reaching between us trying my best to focus on his hands and trying to get to the long black cock I felt waiting for me. He pinned me down, though, and kept working my pussy until I was almost orgasming, but instead of bringing me all the way to that climax with his fingers, he whipped out his cock and thrust it in to me so fast that I didn’t even know what hit me. I screamed out, not caring how loud I was being, as his dick stretched out my tight pussy and I came, squirting all over him and utterly soaking his bed sheets. Not stopping there, he bent over me, thrusting in hard and fast, making me scream and grunt as his bare dick plowed my slippery cunt. After a few moments, he pulled out and dragged me by my ankles to the end of the bed, where he bent over me, pushed himself in again, and grabbed me up off the bed so that I was wrapped around his full frame, holding on by my arms and legs. He bounced me up and down and my tits slapped him in the face at the same time. He enclosed my left nipple in his lips and licked and flicked it with his tongue as he fucked me hard, finally throwing me back down on the bed to say,
Where do you want me to cum? On my pretty face. I told him seductively.
He climbed on the bed, kneeling over my chest, and he grabbed his dick, rubbing it up and down as I looked up at him through mostly closed eyelashes. Oh, baby, I’m gonna come! he cried after a moment, and I opened my mouth, ready as his load shot all over my face.
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