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It's a little late to believe in Santa so I'll just chalk it up to fate...and a horny nigga.
My last BBC was years ago in Saigon. Like any BBC slut I miss it a lot after a while.
A few days before Christmas a black and white pair of guys checked into the hostel. They were friendly enough, the white guy wasn't feeling too well, they both went up to the dorm and to get cleaned up. An hour later the black guy came down to get a few beers; he also wanted to know if there was a pharmacy close by. His friend apparently had a mild case of food poisoning. I knew what to get for him so I made a quick trip to pick it up.
When he'd taken it up to him then, came back downstairs, we talked for a little bit. Yes, I'd been doing some 'crotch-watching' and hadn't been at all shy about it. This guy had a very nice bulge down there! He had taken one of the longer bunks (I have four for people over six feet) with a little 'advertising' on the bottom of the top bunk. He didn't get right into that; our initial conversation was about the area and what to do. After that I asked about the guy he was traveling with. They were both Brits but not a couple. They had hooked-up in Saigon and were just traveling together.
Since the weather was a little chilly and wet; he just hung around the hostel. Late in the afternoon I made some sandwiches but then, around six-thirty, I decided to call for a pizza delivery. We had talked quite a bit, I'd done some flirting but he was a little hard to read. He was friendly, nice to talk to, didn't mind me checking him out, DID check me out once in a while. By the time the pizza arrived he knew a lot about me as I did him.
His 'bulge' looked to be about eight inches and thick...soft. Halfway through the pizza I was informed that he was almost f******n inches long, when aroused and, “thick enough to make a few call for mama.” Since all of my nerves had been on edge, since he'd walked in the door, hearing that just turned me to Jello all over. By the time we'd finished eating I was shaking like a leaf and had a stomach full of butterflies. A few guests came and went, we exchanged pleasantries with them...he went up to check on his traveling companion. By the time he came back down stairs his body language was telling me that I was probably going to get some BBC for Christmas. I immediately started concentrating on some body language of my own. If he was as interested as he seemed, I would probably be going to sleep with a nice gaping and sore cunt.
I worked at making myself open and available for him and, he could take a hint.
There was no real discussion about it; after a while we both just knew what was going to happen. He hadn't had a piece of ass since a 'ladyboy' in Bangkok...who he'd left with a greater appreciation for big hard black meat. With most of the guests in their rooms, I turned out most of the lights, we sat on the little couch in reception. I was nervous as hell by then – also getting hornier by the minute. With the lights turned down and off, in the semi-darkness of the reception area, I couldn't help but play just a little. It didn't take much attention at all and, yes, he was interested. From what I was gently rubbing through his shorts, I was about to get my cunt stretched to hell and back. Probably both ways.
That was the idea.
When the last two guests returned they went straight up to the room. That's all we were waiting for. As they went up the stairs I quickly locked everything up, turned out all but the light at my desk and said, “That's the last of them...I think it's time to find out just how big you really are.”
On my knees, sucking and pumping that beautiful cock, I spent at least half an hour making love to it. During that time I went from having a dry mouth to choking and gagging while I slobbered all over his cock. I was well cleaned out, I was very well lubed, it wouldn't matter...this was going to be like loosing my virginity all over again. Hell yes! I was more than ready for that!
At that point he wasn't really 'hard'; I'd say good and firm but not really hard. I let him take the lead in it then, soon found myself on all fours after lubing up that cock. He then moved in, found my cunt easily and we both pushed a little. Once the head of his cock slipped inside of me (with my long squeal of pleasure/pain) he gave me a few seconds to relax. That feeling, of the initial penetration, has always sent me somewhere else. The beginning of being stretched by a nice big cock, the feeling of being full then, the fantastic feeling of REALLY being full as he slipped more and more of his shaft deep inside!
I am a moaner a gasper and a squealer; especially in the beginning of taking a nice thick cock. This time, as he filled me, my moans became louder, shriller and more intense as it went on. There was a point when he hit something inside, we both wiggled. He kept pushing gently. Suddenly he went past that (it was quite a feeling) then all the way to the bottom, in me! For the first time, in quite a while, I not only saw spots but squealed like a little bitch!
Yes, I did have some pretty hard cramps. Intense enough that you want to curl up in a little ball. They were hard ones but did go away as I relaxed more.
The first fucking had to last for almost an hour. Most of the time he went at me at a nice slow steady pace; using maybe half of that cock but, also taking the time to occasionally bury every inch as deep as possible...all the way to the bottom. We changed position a few times. Near the end I was on my back, a pillow under my ass, while he went at me steady, deep and slow. That was when I started to disturb some of the guests. I did try to tone it down but couldn't; I knew that I was getting a little loud but I was also on a different planet...really enjoying having my cunt wrecked and my insides re-arranged.
It's almost like having an out-of-body experience sometimes.
Yes, I was very close to having an orgasm a few times. The feeling built to astronomical proportions then simply went away. My 'G' spot wasn't being rubbed or stimulated, it was being mashed, wrecked as he went at me. I would be taken right to the edge then it would evaporate. In the end I didn't have one, not until I played with myself and made a mess.
He did though, boy did he ever!
He grunted that he was going to cum, started really pounding me for a few minutes then just buried himself and filled me with a nice big load of seed.
They stayed for two days, I was given a very nice Christmas Eve seeding that lasted for quite a while. In the end I'd have to admit that I was well fucked-out.
My last BBC was years ago in Saigon. Like any BBC slut I miss it a lot after a while.
A few days before Christmas a black and white pair of guys checked into the hostel. They were friendly enough, the white guy wasn't feeling too well, they both went up to the dorm and to get cleaned up. An hour later the black guy came down to get a few beers; he also wanted to know if there was a pharmacy close by. His friend apparently had a mild case of food poisoning. I knew what to get for him so I made a quick trip to pick it up.
When he'd taken it up to him then, came back downstairs, we talked for a little bit. Yes, I'd been doing some 'crotch-watching' and hadn't been at all shy about it. This guy had a very nice bulge down there! He had taken one of the longer bunks (I have four for people over six feet) with a little 'advertising' on the bottom of the top bunk. He didn't get right into that; our initial conversation was about the area and what to do. After that I asked about the guy he was traveling with. They were both Brits but not a couple. They had hooked-up in Saigon and were just traveling together.
Since the weather was a little chilly and wet; he just hung around the hostel. Late in the afternoon I made some sandwiches but then, around six-thirty, I decided to call for a pizza delivery. We had talked quite a bit, I'd done some flirting but he was a little hard to read. He was friendly, nice to talk to, didn't mind me checking him out, DID check me out once in a while. By the time the pizza arrived he knew a lot about me as I did him.
His 'bulge' looked to be about eight inches and thick...soft. Halfway through the pizza I was informed that he was almost f******n inches long, when aroused and, “thick enough to make a few call for mama.” Since all of my nerves had been on edge, since he'd walked in the door, hearing that just turned me to Jello all over. By the time we'd finished eating I was shaking like a leaf and had a stomach full of butterflies. A few guests came and went, we exchanged pleasantries with them...he went up to check on his traveling companion. By the time he came back down stairs his body language was telling me that I was probably going to get some BBC for Christmas. I immediately started concentrating on some body language of my own. If he was as interested as he seemed, I would probably be going to sleep with a nice gaping and sore cunt.
I worked at making myself open and available for him and, he could take a hint.
There was no real discussion about it; after a while we both just knew what was going to happen. He hadn't had a piece of ass since a 'ladyboy' in Bangkok...who he'd left with a greater appreciation for big hard black meat. With most of the guests in their rooms, I turned out most of the lights, we sat on the little couch in reception. I was nervous as hell by then – also getting hornier by the minute. With the lights turned down and off, in the semi-darkness of the reception area, I couldn't help but play just a little. It didn't take much attention at all and, yes, he was interested. From what I was gently rubbing through his shorts, I was about to get my cunt stretched to hell and back. Probably both ways.
That was the idea.
When the last two guests returned they went straight up to the room. That's all we were waiting for. As they went up the stairs I quickly locked everything up, turned out all but the light at my desk and said, “That's the last of them...I think it's time to find out just how big you really are.”
On my knees, sucking and pumping that beautiful cock, I spent at least half an hour making love to it. During that time I went from having a dry mouth to choking and gagging while I slobbered all over his cock. I was well cleaned out, I was very well lubed, it wouldn't matter...this was going to be like loosing my virginity all over again. Hell yes! I was more than ready for that!
At that point he wasn't really 'hard'; I'd say good and firm but not really hard. I let him take the lead in it then, soon found myself on all fours after lubing up that cock. He then moved in, found my cunt easily and we both pushed a little. Once the head of his cock slipped inside of me (with my long squeal of pleasure/pain) he gave me a few seconds to relax. That feeling, of the initial penetration, has always sent me somewhere else. The beginning of being stretched by a nice big cock, the feeling of being full then, the fantastic feeling of REALLY being full as he slipped more and more of his shaft deep inside!
I am a moaner a gasper and a squealer; especially in the beginning of taking a nice thick cock. This time, as he filled me, my moans became louder, shriller and more intense as it went on. There was a point when he hit something inside, we both wiggled. He kept pushing gently. Suddenly he went past that (it was quite a feeling) then all the way to the bottom, in me! For the first time, in quite a while, I not only saw spots but squealed like a little bitch!
Yes, I did have some pretty hard cramps. Intense enough that you want to curl up in a little ball. They were hard ones but did go away as I relaxed more.
The first fucking had to last for almost an hour. Most of the time he went at me at a nice slow steady pace; using maybe half of that cock but, also taking the time to occasionally bury every inch as deep as possible...all the way to the bottom. We changed position a few times. Near the end I was on my back, a pillow under my ass, while he went at me steady, deep and slow. That was when I started to disturb some of the guests. I did try to tone it down but couldn't; I knew that I was getting a little loud but I was also on a different planet...really enjoying having my cunt wrecked and my insides re-arranged.
It's almost like having an out-of-body experience sometimes.
Yes, I was very close to having an orgasm a few times. The feeling built to astronomical proportions then simply went away. My 'G' spot wasn't being rubbed or stimulated, it was being mashed, wrecked as he went at me. I would be taken right to the edge then it would evaporate. In the end I didn't have one, not until I played with myself and made a mess.
He did though, boy did he ever!
He grunted that he was going to cum, started really pounding me for a few minutes then just buried himself and filled me with a nice big load of seed.
They stayed for two days, I was given a very nice Christmas Eve seeding that lasted for quite a while. In the end I'd have to admit that I was well fucked-out.
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