My friend Louis
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Some years back I was on business in St Louis and stayed at the Millennium Hotel near the arches. On the first night I was having a drink at the bar in the hotel lobby, you know the kind of thing, after midnight, only a few people there. I was sipping a Jack Daniel's on the rocks when this guy sat near me at the bar and struck up a conversation. He was a black guy, mid twenties, about 5'8" and slim. He has slightly longer dark hair, kind of punky. He said he was staying in town to go to a hockey game. Not my stereotypical hockey fan I thought. The bar was slow and we exchanged a few desultory comments about a game that was on TV from the west coast, it was near the end and the sound was turned down. I decided to go to bed as I had an 8 a.m. meeting, but just as I made to leave, a Jack Daniel's arrived in front of me. "On me" he said, "A nightcap".
"Thanks I said, but I am going to bed soon, you know how it is, an early start tomorrow."
He smiled "Not really.My morning is free, the game isn't until tomorrow night."
"OK well if you are here tomorrow I'll buy you back that drink - one good turn deserves another."
He was driking rum and coke. He raised his glass and said "Cheers. Here's to adventure and excitement". He looked at me as he took a long sip from his drink and I knew immediately that he was hitting on me. It was unexpected but exciting. My heart beat faster as I finished the whiskey. He drained his glass too. I thanked the barman tipped him and said goodnight. The guy did the same and said "I may as well quit while I'm ahead too."
He followed me out of the bar and we found ourselves in the elevator. I hit the 12 key and he hit 15. Nothing was said until we reched my floor and as the lift bumped to a halt and the doors slid open, I said "Are you getting off here?"
"Ok" he said. "I wasn't sure if you got my drift earlier."
"I travel around a lot" I said. "Hotel living is ok but can be boring. So when you said here's to excitement I knew what you meant."
"It's gonna cost you a hundred dollars" he said.
Shit, he was on the make. I thought it was a straight hook up. But by now my early night plans were forgotten and I had been anticipating sex all the way up in the elevator. In short, I was horny as hell.
"OK" I said, making the decision quickly. I had paid for sex before, it wasn't the first time. But it was the first time I paid a man for sex. I gave him the money right there, before we went in the room. "I have a good feeling about you so here's the money up front. It's out of the way so let's have a good time."
In my room we wasted no time. We got naked and started necking and groping. Our clothes were in a heap on the floor inside the door and we were kecking standing up, pressed against the inside of the door. I was almost half a foot taller and more muscular in build, he was short and wiry, but he has a nice body and smooth dark brown skin. I grabbed his cock and started to stroke him. He was a stereotypical black man in the cock department. His dick was thick and grew in my hand. It was long too, close to eight inches. He was working my dick too.
"Fuck you are hung" I said to him. "I want to admire you".
I pushed away from him and went to the far side of the room. I sat on the floor with my back to the wall. I said to him "I want you to make like you are Tyson Beckford. Do the catwalk thing and show me that big swinging dick."
He humored me and walked up and down like a model, but naked and erect. His stature made his thick cock seem huge by proportion. I would have to have a 14 inch cock to look proprtionally as he did. He was magnificent, the dick was pure ebony, darked than the rest of his body, and the circumcised mushroom glans was blue-black. I salivated at the thought of it.
The third time he walked up an down i said "Slap me with that big nigger cock and feed me." He obliged and got even harder as he waved his meat at me, slapping my cheeks left and right, and then rubbing the cock firmly under my noseand on my forehead. I could feel a slimy rail of precum o my skin, feel it cooling in the air after he had rubbed me. I could smell the precum too. I was marked like a dog marks his bitch.
As if he could read my mind he said "You're my bitch now, white boy. Suck my cock you white bitch."
Gratefully I opened wide as he forced it into my mouth. He took my head in his hands,holding my ears. He forced himself into my throat, making me gad and my eyes water. He face fucked me for about 20 strokes and then let me spit out some saliva and catch my breath. Then he did it again, but not as hard, and soon he was letting me lick and suck the silky smooth head of his fat cock.
"Stay there" he said and wne to his clothes. From his wallet he puled out a condom and opened. He rolled it on to his huge cock and came over to me, holding out a hand so he could help me up from the floor. He sat me on the bed side on thensaid "Lie back".
I lay back and as I did I felt him grab my ankled, lifing my legs int he air and bending them back over my hear. Now he let my legs rest on his shoulders ad used his freed hands to apply spittle to the outisde of the condom and to my arse hole. He fingered me as he a pplied the spittle, forcing three fingers into my asshole.
"Don't worry, I'm gonnan loosen up that tight white butt and no mistake"
He got in position, bracing his feet, and I could see him guide the head of his cock to my anus. I was about to be sodomized. Thank you Jesus.
He pushed in firmely but not harshly, until my sphincter had opened up an got used to being unable to close, that fleeing moment where you fear you will lose bowel control came ad went, ad then he was working me, stroking slowly firmly but deeply. God did he fill me up! I could feel his big nutsack compressed against me ass cheeks too, but mostly it was the feeling of being possessed, penetrated, taken.... of being the woman. As he fucked me and got in his rhythm, we moved tgether like dancers and it was perfect. He grabbed my cock and stroked me in sync with his thrusts. He worked faster, and I was loving it, but I didn't want that cum load wasted in a condom.
"Don't finish inside me" I said, " I want you to cum in my mouth."
He nooded an after a few more pleasurable strokes he pulled his meat out from my depths, and I felt my sphincter close up agains as his girth left me.
He peeled off the condom and knelt over me, offering the cock. I sucked it, smelling the condom latex smell and tasting the slight bitterness of the antibacterial lube that had coated his cock from the inside of the condom. The price of safer sex, I thought.
I sucked and stroked him greedily. Clasping the thick shaft in my hands I could appreciate its manly power, feel the spongy hardness, admire the upward curve of his cock, a true horn like in those greek priapus statues. I went down under him and licked his balls and asshole, took his nuts into my mouth one at a time, and then nibbled my way back up the shaft. As I did, I pressed index finger into that sweet spot just under the head of the glans, and lightly sctached his cock head with my nails. He was breathing hard and getting ready to cum, I coudl sense it. And then he was groaning and hot thick jets of thick pungent sement were splashing my cheek, my mouth and my chin. I grabbed his cock and jerked it furiously to milke evry drop from him. Two more large gloopy dollops of sperm trickled from the slit in his cockhead and down the black shaft, over my fingers and down into his cropped black pubic hair at the base of his cock. I admired the beauty of the contrast between my hand and his cock, and the sperm and his cock. Then I cleaned him up starting at the head, tasting his sweet cum, gliding my lips over his head, and then down the veiny shaft, licking the cum from it and from my own sticky fingers. Finally I pressed my face into his lower belly and sniffed his cum-matted pubic hair, nuzzled it with me nose and finally sucked it from the hair as best I could.
Now I felt him grab my cock and jerk me furiously. I moved backwards on the bed so he was resting on an elbow and jerking me off. As he milked me, I resisted as much as possible, drawing in my diaphragm and taking short pants to breath control the orgasm. That held off one wave and as the pleasure of NOT ejaculating shot through me, he kept stroking. Now I was compressing my pc muscles in an attempt to stave off erection, but after a fe wminutes I gave myself up to him and allowe myself to ejaculate. I was so turned on and the pressure was such that my first three lariats of cum shot two feet in the air going in all directions with my spasm. Some anded on my legs, some on his chest, and some on my own belly. But I hardly notices that because I was having a mind-blowing orgasm. Lights were exploding in my head and I felt warm all over. Hyper orgasmic.
Afterwards we lay on the bed exhausted for a few minutes and then we crashed.
I awoke at 7 am to find him asleep beside me. We were of course both naked, there was just a sheet carelessly covering us. There was aheady smell of sex and manhood in the room. As I came to, I began to recall the night's events. That got me going. He was still sleepin when I getly pulled back the sheets so I could look at him.
His big black nutsack looked as full as a gourd and his thick, flaccid penis rested on his left leg. Such a sight. I had to take advantage. I got between his legs lying flat on my stomch and began to lick and kiss the stallion-like balls. As my tongue worked he stirred dreamily and I could see his cock begin to swell and stir, becoming half-erect. I took it in hand and began to worship it anew. He nevr opened his eyes, just lay there half asleep, as I gently sucked him and played with his balls, until I made his spill more of his delicious seed into my mouth. I savored and swallowed it all He lay there spent.
I went to the bathroom. Meeting in 45 minutes. I showered, shaved, dressed quickly and grabbed my briefcase. He was still asleep.
I went over to him and shook him. He opened his eyes and said "Thanks for the morning head man."
I laughed. "The pleasure was all mmine."
"Look, I'll be done in meeting by one. Why don't you order breakfast on room service here when you feel like it, get some more rest, and I will meet you for lunch in the lobby around 1:30 ?"
"What we gonna do after lunch?"
"Well during lunch you're gonna get back your strength after all that ass fucking you did last night. And while you do, housekeeping are going to make up the room. That will mean by 3 o'clock we will be back in the room for two more hours of sex. Then you can go to your hockey game."
He laughed. "I don't care about the hockey. That was just a line."
"Are you even staying here " I asked.
He grinned. "Nah, I tip the guy in the bar to let me operate. I have a place nearby."
"You didn't ask for a lot of money." I said.
He laughed again. i guess you could say I'm just a semi-pro. My main thing is I like to fuck white guys. Hooking up is the main thing. If I can parlay a few dollars that's cool, but I'd have fucked you for free last night. It's all about the sex."
"Yes it is." I said. "Well, in mid afternoon my ass is yours to plunder, and my mouth is ready to worship you. See you a lunch time."
"You betcha".
I headed out to my meeting knowing it was going to be a GREAT day.
"Thanks I said, but I am going to bed soon, you know how it is, an early start tomorrow."
He smiled "Not really.My morning is free, the game isn't until tomorrow night."
"OK well if you are here tomorrow I'll buy you back that drink - one good turn deserves another."
He was driking rum and coke. He raised his glass and said "Cheers. Here's to adventure and excitement". He looked at me as he took a long sip from his drink and I knew immediately that he was hitting on me. It was unexpected but exciting. My heart beat faster as I finished the whiskey. He drained his glass too. I thanked the barman tipped him and said goodnight. The guy did the same and said "I may as well quit while I'm ahead too."
He followed me out of the bar and we found ourselves in the elevator. I hit the 12 key and he hit 15. Nothing was said until we reched my floor and as the lift bumped to a halt and the doors slid open, I said "Are you getting off here?"
"Ok" he said. "I wasn't sure if you got my drift earlier."
"I travel around a lot" I said. "Hotel living is ok but can be boring. So when you said here's to excitement I knew what you meant."
"It's gonna cost you a hundred dollars" he said.
Shit, he was on the make. I thought it was a straight hook up. But by now my early night plans were forgotten and I had been anticipating sex all the way up in the elevator. In short, I was horny as hell.
"OK" I said, making the decision quickly. I had paid for sex before, it wasn't the first time. But it was the first time I paid a man for sex. I gave him the money right there, before we went in the room. "I have a good feeling about you so here's the money up front. It's out of the way so let's have a good time."
In my room we wasted no time. We got naked and started necking and groping. Our clothes were in a heap on the floor inside the door and we were kecking standing up, pressed against the inside of the door. I was almost half a foot taller and more muscular in build, he was short and wiry, but he has a nice body and smooth dark brown skin. I grabbed his cock and started to stroke him. He was a stereotypical black man in the cock department. His dick was thick and grew in my hand. It was long too, close to eight inches. He was working my dick too.
"Fuck you are hung" I said to him. "I want to admire you".
I pushed away from him and went to the far side of the room. I sat on the floor with my back to the wall. I said to him "I want you to make like you are Tyson Beckford. Do the catwalk thing and show me that big swinging dick."
He humored me and walked up and down like a model, but naked and erect. His stature made his thick cock seem huge by proportion. I would have to have a 14 inch cock to look proprtionally as he did. He was magnificent, the dick was pure ebony, darked than the rest of his body, and the circumcised mushroom glans was blue-black. I salivated at the thought of it.
The third time he walked up an down i said "Slap me with that big nigger cock and feed me." He obliged and got even harder as he waved his meat at me, slapping my cheeks left and right, and then rubbing the cock firmly under my noseand on my forehead. I could feel a slimy rail of precum o my skin, feel it cooling in the air after he had rubbed me. I could smell the precum too. I was marked like a dog marks his bitch.
As if he could read my mind he said "You're my bitch now, white boy. Suck my cock you white bitch."
Gratefully I opened wide as he forced it into my mouth. He took my head in his hands,holding my ears. He forced himself into my throat, making me gad and my eyes water. He face fucked me for about 20 strokes and then let me spit out some saliva and catch my breath. Then he did it again, but not as hard, and soon he was letting me lick and suck the silky smooth head of his fat cock.
"Stay there" he said and wne to his clothes. From his wallet he puled out a condom and opened. He rolled it on to his huge cock and came over to me, holding out a hand so he could help me up from the floor. He sat me on the bed side on thensaid "Lie back".
I lay back and as I did I felt him grab my ankled, lifing my legs int he air and bending them back over my hear. Now he let my legs rest on his shoulders ad used his freed hands to apply spittle to the outisde of the condom and to my arse hole. He fingered me as he a pplied the spittle, forcing three fingers into my asshole.
"Don't worry, I'm gonnan loosen up that tight white butt and no mistake"
He got in position, bracing his feet, and I could see him guide the head of his cock to my anus. I was about to be sodomized. Thank you Jesus.
He pushed in firmely but not harshly, until my sphincter had opened up an got used to being unable to close, that fleeing moment where you fear you will lose bowel control came ad went, ad then he was working me, stroking slowly firmly but deeply. God did he fill me up! I could feel his big nutsack compressed against me ass cheeks too, but mostly it was the feeling of being possessed, penetrated, taken.... of being the woman. As he fucked me and got in his rhythm, we moved tgether like dancers and it was perfect. He grabbed my cock and stroked me in sync with his thrusts. He worked faster, and I was loving it, but I didn't want that cum load wasted in a condom.
"Don't finish inside me" I said, " I want you to cum in my mouth."
He nooded an after a few more pleasurable strokes he pulled his meat out from my depths, and I felt my sphincter close up agains as his girth left me.
He peeled off the condom and knelt over me, offering the cock. I sucked it, smelling the condom latex smell and tasting the slight bitterness of the antibacterial lube that had coated his cock from the inside of the condom. The price of safer sex, I thought.
I sucked and stroked him greedily. Clasping the thick shaft in my hands I could appreciate its manly power, feel the spongy hardness, admire the upward curve of his cock, a true horn like in those greek priapus statues. I went down under him and licked his balls and asshole, took his nuts into my mouth one at a time, and then nibbled my way back up the shaft. As I did, I pressed index finger into that sweet spot just under the head of the glans, and lightly sctached his cock head with my nails. He was breathing hard and getting ready to cum, I coudl sense it. And then he was groaning and hot thick jets of thick pungent sement were splashing my cheek, my mouth and my chin. I grabbed his cock and jerked it furiously to milke evry drop from him. Two more large gloopy dollops of sperm trickled from the slit in his cockhead and down the black shaft, over my fingers and down into his cropped black pubic hair at the base of his cock. I admired the beauty of the contrast between my hand and his cock, and the sperm and his cock. Then I cleaned him up starting at the head, tasting his sweet cum, gliding my lips over his head, and then down the veiny shaft, licking the cum from it and from my own sticky fingers. Finally I pressed my face into his lower belly and sniffed his cum-matted pubic hair, nuzzled it with me nose and finally sucked it from the hair as best I could.
Now I felt him grab my cock and jerk me furiously. I moved backwards on the bed so he was resting on an elbow and jerking me off. As he milked me, I resisted as much as possible, drawing in my diaphragm and taking short pants to breath control the orgasm. That held off one wave and as the pleasure of NOT ejaculating shot through me, he kept stroking. Now I was compressing my pc muscles in an attempt to stave off erection, but after a fe wminutes I gave myself up to him and allowe myself to ejaculate. I was so turned on and the pressure was such that my first three lariats of cum shot two feet in the air going in all directions with my spasm. Some anded on my legs, some on his chest, and some on my own belly. But I hardly notices that because I was having a mind-blowing orgasm. Lights were exploding in my head and I felt warm all over. Hyper orgasmic.
Afterwards we lay on the bed exhausted for a few minutes and then we crashed.
I awoke at 7 am to find him asleep beside me. We were of course both naked, there was just a sheet carelessly covering us. There was aheady smell of sex and manhood in the room. As I came to, I began to recall the night's events. That got me going. He was still sleepin when I getly pulled back the sheets so I could look at him.
His big black nutsack looked as full as a gourd and his thick, flaccid penis rested on his left leg. Such a sight. I had to take advantage. I got between his legs lying flat on my stomch and began to lick and kiss the stallion-like balls. As my tongue worked he stirred dreamily and I could see his cock begin to swell and stir, becoming half-erect. I took it in hand and began to worship it anew. He nevr opened his eyes, just lay there half asleep, as I gently sucked him and played with his balls, until I made his spill more of his delicious seed into my mouth. I savored and swallowed it all He lay there spent.
I went to the bathroom. Meeting in 45 minutes. I showered, shaved, dressed quickly and grabbed my briefcase. He was still asleep.
I went over to him and shook him. He opened his eyes and said "Thanks for the morning head man."
I laughed. "The pleasure was all mmine."
"Look, I'll be done in meeting by one. Why don't you order breakfast on room service here when you feel like it, get some more rest, and I will meet you for lunch in the lobby around 1:30 ?"
"What we gonna do after lunch?"
"Well during lunch you're gonna get back your strength after all that ass fucking you did last night. And while you do, housekeeping are going to make up the room. That will mean by 3 o'clock we will be back in the room for two more hours of sex. Then you can go to your hockey game."
He laughed. "I don't care about the hockey. That was just a line."
"Are you even staying here " I asked.
He grinned. "Nah, I tip the guy in the bar to let me operate. I have a place nearby."
"You didn't ask for a lot of money." I said.
He laughed again. i guess you could say I'm just a semi-pro. My main thing is I like to fuck white guys. Hooking up is the main thing. If I can parlay a few dollars that's cool, but I'd have fucked you for free last night. It's all about the sex."
"Yes it is." I said. "Well, in mid afternoon my ass is yours to plunder, and my mouth is ready to worship you. See you a lunch time."
"You betcha".
I headed out to my meeting knowing it was going to be a GREAT day.
Nadene
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