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Dave watched as Jerome jerked his massive black cock. He met Jerome in a chatroom and had always loved interracial porn. He loved to watch white girls fucked by massive black tools. Jerome asked if Dave had a girlfriend. He replied no but he had split up with a girl a month ago. They had been together for six months. Jerome asked if he had a photo. Dave had some photos of Meg naked and one sucking his 7 inch cock. He thought she would never find out so sent one of the pics to Jerome.
Megan was bored at home. She decided she would see if anyone was on msn. She signed in but kept her profile hidden. Only her ex Dave was online, she was so bored! Meg was curious to know who Dave was speaking to. She wanted to know if was a girl he had chatted to when they had been together. Meg never told Dave that she knew his password and would check his emails from time to time. Part of her wanted to see Dave jerking his big dick. She signed out and signed back into msn on Dave’s login.
Meg’s jaw dropped when she saw what Dave was looking at. She had the small cut out of Dave’s 7 inch dick being pumped. But the view which most caught her eye was the 10 inch black cock and washboard abs on the bigger screen. Meg began to get wet. She had mentioned she wanted to do a black man once to Dave when she was d***k once but it never went further. Now Dave was camming with a BBC. Just then a pic flashed up. She was so angry, Dave had sent a pic of her naked to Jerome. You couldn’t see her face but her pert 34 c tits and her ass which was perfect where there for all to see.
Jerome said ‘I would love to fuck that. Is that your ex’? ‘Yes’ Dave replied ‘and what would you like me to do to her?’ asked Jerome.
‘Make her suck it and then I want you to get it all in her, make her scream?’ said Dave
Meg was shocked, horny and confused all at once. She couldn’t take it anymore and her hand slid into her pants and went to work. Her clit was on fire as she watched Dave describe how he wanted her fucked and Jerome jerk his monster tool. Finally it all too much for Meg when Jerome said ‘I’m guna have to do this up her ass’. He then fired an enormous load all over himself. Meg came so hard that she had made her chair wet.
Meg wanted to get fucked now, preferably by Jerome but she was in a tiny village and would not find anyone to satisfy her there. Meg copied Jerome’s msn into her address book and added him.
The thought of Jerome’s BBC on screen meant Meg was horny for 3 days. She would sign in every 30 mins but no avail. Then when she has given up hope, Jerome was on. She signed in unsure what to expect.
Meg and Jerome began to chat. After a couple of minutes Jerome asked Meg where he got her address. She was sure if he would be angry but decided to tell him.
Jerome was so horny at the thought of Meg watching him with Dave talking about her that he told Meg he had to go jerk off. Meg blurted out ‘I want to see’. Jerome could see an opportunity and said to Meg he wanted to see her naked. Meg was already wet and would never have done this before seeing Jerome. They both began to cam. Meg came 3 times as Jerome jerked and described what he wanted to do to her. Jerome asked ‘Do you want Dave to watch?’ ‘Yes I want to suck that monster and cum all over it as Dave jerks off his little white cock’ Jerome came all over himself again sparking a 4th orgasms which made Meg squirt for the first time. She had always hated cum in her mouth but wanted to lick to off Jerome’s cock and stomach.
Afterwards as they chatted Meg thought she had never been so slutty and keen to please a man. She yearned to have that BBC in her tight white pussy. Whether Dave wanted to be part of it didn’t matter anymore. She was guna have Jerome.
A week later Meg text Dave. He was apprehensive to meet at first but using her womanly charms she persuaded him to go for a coffee.
Meg waited in the coffee shop feeling overdressed. She had dolled herself up and worn a top which enable her to show off her cleavage. Her skirt showed off her lovely legs without being to slutty for the middle of the day. She was getting wet with anticipation and was about to relieve herself in the bathroom when Dave walked in. His eyes lit up instantly when he saw what she was wearing. As they chatted Meg felt his eyes burrowing into her cleavage. It turned Meg on even more, she began to ask about who Dave was seeing. ‘I haven’t got a girl Meg, in fact, I haven’t had sex since we spilt up’. Meg sensed her chance ‘why don’t you come back to my hotel room and we can talk more’ she asked. Dave eagerly accepted and as they made the 5 minute walk back Meg teased Dave with talk of how she loved him eating her pussy before sex.
As they entered the hotel room Meg excused herself and went to the bathroom. Dave sat on the edge of the bed wondering if this was a good idea. Meg came out of the bathroom wearing a red bra pushing her boobs up perfectly and red lace thong. Dave thought oh my god she looks amazing and his cock began to stiffen. ‘Take off your shirt and trousers’ she ordered. Dave nearly fell over removing his clothes so quick, Meg then pulled out a blindfold and pushed Dave into the middle of the bed. Climbing on top she said ‘you know what I want’ Dave nodded and slide her tiny red thong to one side. He slowly licked Meg’s bald pussy as she moaned. Dave couldn’t believe how wet she was. Meg began to moan loudly as she got close to cumming. She pulled away ‘I’ve got a surprise for you Dave, take off you blindfold.’ It took Dave a second before he realized Jerome was stood in just his boxers.
The outline of Jerome’s monster cock could be seen through his pants. ‘I believe you know each other’ Meg smiled. ‘oh my god your even sexier in real life, come and join us’ Meg drooled. Jerome knelt on the bed and kissed Meg, she had forgotten Dave still shocked between her legs. ‘You can keep licking but keep your pants on and no playing till I say.’ Meg said sternly. ‘Take my boxers off’ Jerome ordered Meg sending a chill down her spine. She knew he was big but inches from her face it was scarily big. She looked down at Dave and said ‘this is what you wanted’ taking Jerome’s BBC in her mouth. His cock stiffened as she worked more and more in her mouth, moaning as Dave licked her to her first orgasm. She hadn’t come that hard ever with Dave.
The power he had over her and the situation made Jerome really horny. Meg was an awesome cock sucker also, Jerome pulled at her bra tearing it loose. He asked Meg where she wanted it. ‘cum in me’ Meg moaned as her second orgasm built. Red hot cum hit the back of her throat as Dave sent her over the edge she struggled to swallow the huge load. She continued sucking gently until Jerome took it away. Meg got up to and took her thong off. ‘Take your pants off, sit in the chair and don’t touch until I say. I want to see you blow while I’m fucking his big black cock’ Meg barked. Dave was so fucking horny one touch would set it off. he sat down and watched Meg kiss and grope Jerome. The monster cock began to reawaken. Meg would never of sucked Dave after he had cum but it seemed natural for her to suck Jerome back hard.
As Jerome reached full length Meg straddled him rubbing her drooling pussy all over his cock. ‘put it in you dirty girl’ Jerome ordered. Meg duly obliged and tried to relax as the thick nigger dick stretched her tight white pussy. ‘It’s fucking huge’ she screamed. ‘Do you like it’? Jerome asked with a smile on his face. ‘I fucking love your big black cock, it amazing’ Meg panted as Jerome began to work it into her. ‘Is it better than Dave’s?’ Jerome asked with nearly all of it in her. ‘yes’ Meg squealed ‘it’s bigger and better and it’s going to make me cum’. Meg began to ride Jerome hard moaning loudly as Dave sat cock hard as steel and aching. He was so turned on seeing his sexy ex-girlfriend ride Jerome’s monster. ‘fffffuuuuuuuccccccckkkk’ meg screamed as she experienced her first penetrative orgasm. She had never had one with her white boyfriends. She flopped onto Jerome who continued to pump in and out of her. Dave saw her whisper something to Jerome and felt his stomach tighten. He wanted to jerk off but did not dare to. Meg and Jerome stood up, Meg walked round and took Dave by the hand. She sat Dave on the edge of the bed. ‘Did you enjoy that?’ she asked ‘erm err well’ was all Dave could manage before Jerome said ‘look at his cock’ Meg looked it was erect. She grabbed it ‘you were never this hard with me, I think you want more of the same.’ She beckoned Jerome over to the wardrobe by the bed and opened a door leaving the other closed. She kissed Jerome infont of the full length mirror and said ‘fuck me here, I want to see myself cumming again’. She turned to Dave ‘you can jerk off in a sec but you have to do something for us.’ Dave nodded nervously as Meg continued ‘Jerome is going to fuck me standing up, I’ll be holding onto him that means you have to put his huge black cock in my pussy.’ Dave took a deep breath ’OK’ he murmured. Jerome picked Meg up with ease her legs over his arms as she clasped behind his neck. ‘Come on baby you know you want this, I know I do’ Meg purred. Dave grabbed Jerome’s cock, it felt even bigger than it looked and he wondered if Meg could ever take it all. He knelt down and pushed it against Meg’s lips. Jerome lowered he down and after a slight pop Meg began to moan loudly. Meg had about 8 inches in her as she looked in the mirror ‘jerk off Dave while I get a real cock’. Dave came in seconds as he did meg screamed ‘IM CUMMING OOOOHHHHH I LOVE YOUR BIG BLACK COCK’. Jerome pumped meg like a rag doll she was screaming but still not taken his monster cock. Jerome slowed his pace and turned Meg so her arse was now close to Dave’s face as she bounced. ‘get some lube out of my bag baby and play with my arse’ Meg squealed. Dave was now back hard again. Meg had only ever once let him play with her arse whilst fucking but said it felt to dirty. Now she had a huge black cock in her and he was lubeing up his finger. He found Meg arse it was soaking he gently stroke her bumhole ‘put it in’ she commanded. As he did Jerome lowered her his balls touched daves hand. It was like an electric shock. Dave’s cock stiffened as this became more frequent and Meg told him how much better Jeromes black cock was. Dave worked up to 2 and then 3 fingers in her. He wanted to fuck Megs arse while she rode Jerome and hoped that wasgoing to happen.
‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH’ Meg screamed as another orgasm washed over her. Dave could feel her arse contract as she clamped her pussy around Jerome’s huge cock. Jerome lifted her off and stood her on the bed, Meg moved behind Dave. ‘Jerome told me some secrets’ Meg said stroking Dave’s hair. ‘you like how my pussy tastes don’t you?’ Meg asked knowing the answer. ‘Yes’ Dave nervously replied ‘Taste it’ Jerome commanded as Meg pushed his head towards Jerome’s cock. Confused Dave opened his mouth and took Jerome’s cockhead in his mouth. Meg laughed as he sucked and said I didn’t think id enjoy this so much. ‘Come here’ ordered Jerome and Megs pussy commanded her. She felt truly his and would do anything for that BIG BLACK COCK. They passionately kissed as Meg stroked Dave’s hair forcing more cock in his virgin mouth.
‘Now lie down’ Meg ordered. Dave complied instantly. Meg straddled Dave’s face and said ‘no licking yet. I’m going to make a deal with you. If you can 69 with me now and not cum you can fuck my arse. If not, you will by my slave for the evening’ Meg grabbed Dave’s aching balls ‘do we have a deal?’ Dave needed to cum so bad he’d have said yes to anything and agreed. Meg lowered her head to Dave’s cock. She used to think it was massive, but not anymore. Dave began to tongue her clit slowly as he picked up the pace Jerome moved behind Meg. His cock rested between her arsecheeks. Jerome then rested it on Dave’s head. Dave was licking Jerome’s head and Meg’s clit.
‘Put it in me Dave’ Meg slurped. Dave was trying his hardest not to cum as he pointed Jerome’s big nigga cock into his girls pussy. Meg lips took it hungrily and she moaned. Dave had to make her cum to fuck her arse so licked her clit. Jerome began picking his pace his balls slapping Dave’s face as he licked Meg’s swollen clit. Meg was screaming unable to suck Dave’s member. Jerome pushed his thumb into Meg’s lubricated arse increasing her cries.
‘It’s time’ Jerome announced, pulling the black destroyer out. Meg sat up and grabbed Dave’s balls again. ‘lick me like never before. You know where that is going don’t you baby.’. Jerome pushed the cockhead against Meg’s puckered bumhole. Then it entered, Meg nearly bit Dave’s cockhead off. It was pain and pleasure and drove Meg delirious. ‘you own my white body’ Meg screamed at Jerome. Nearly 8 inches in and dave was so close. Meg took her mouth off his cock. ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH IIIIIIIIII’’’’MMMMMMMMMMMM CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG.’ Meg roared as she gushed all over Dave’s face triggering his orgasm. Dave shot his load all over Megs tits. Jerome pushed still further and with Meg crying in ecstasy pushed it in to the hilt. Before shooting his load deep into Meg’s butt.
Meg collapsed onto Dave utterly exhausted. They all fell asl**p on the king bed tired from the fuck fest.
When Dave awoke megs head bobbed up and down on Jerome’s tool again. She looked at him, smiled and then kissed him. ‘wait here’ she told him. She took Jerome into the bathroom. ‘OOOOOHHHHHH GGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD’ Dave heard as Jerome owned Meg again. After 5 mins Meg screamed ‘IM CUMMING AGAIN YOUR SO FUCKING GOOD I LOVE YOUR DICK’. She then appeared from the bathroom smiling. ‘I cant take it anymore you’ll have to help me’ Dave sat on the edge of the bed as Jerome fucked his mouth for the 2nd time. Dave managed most of it before Meg said ‘now for your reward Dave. She laid Jerome down and climbed on her pussy easily took most of the black fuck pole. After a minute she turned and ordered Dave to lube up. ‘fuck my ass baby’ Dave pushed the head in easily and it wasn’t long before he had it all in. Meg was groaning ‘OOOOOHHHH GGGOOOOOD MMMMMMMMMMMMM’ Dave pushed her down onto Jerome cock he could feel it move inside her. ‘IMCUMMING AGAIN OOOOHHHHHHHHH. IT THE BEST 1 YET AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGH’ The men exploded to flooding both holes Meg was a mess.
Jerome got up, dressed and said ‘see you guys later’. He left, Meg and Dave lay on the bed. Meg asked ‘did you enjoy that?’ ‘yes hearing you cum was so good’ Dave replied. ‘I’m glad. You better get used to sucking that black cock because I’m an addict. When can we do it again?’
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I haven’t seen Johnny Marquart in at least 30 years and probably closer to 35. I was six when I first moved into the housing project. Johnny and Bobby lived across the street on the circle with their mother Pearl, there little brother Bunker, and their sisters Cathy and Flossie and little sister Maryanne. I don’t remember the first time I met them. I believe Johnny was a little older than me, he was kinda the leader in the little group of friends I hung around then. I remember he had blond...
“I remember that night, the first time I met him.” The older lady said. The younger woman sitting alongside cocked her head to one side, and listened intently. “I had taken a sabbatical from my university studies, and gone travelling.” She continued “Unheard of at the time, but the idea of a ‘gap year’ is quite common, now, of course.” The young woman nodded in encouragement, but did not speak, she simply continued to listen. “I’d wound up on Skiathos, in the Mediterranean Sea” the old...
This story continues directly on from my previous story, “Remember Me? – Part 1” In the morning, I woke up from a deep sleep, where I had been dreaming, with crystal clarity and amazing detail, about my high school days. I was lying on my right side, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself looking at an unfamiliar window. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was, but then I remembered. I was in my hotel room, and I had gone to the reunion. I turned to lie on my back, and then the other...
It was a hot, lonely summer evening. My wife was away on a girlfriend's trip. I was out of town myself, spending the weekend at my parent's house. They were away on vacation and I was 'house-sitting' for them. With nothing better to do, I headed out to the local bar. It had been twenty years since I'd been to the place. I used to hang out there with my friends during our college years, as usual, trying to pick up women. I was enjoying a beer, laughing to myself realizing the pictures on the...
Gay Male— My senior prom is memorable in lots of ways, most memorable to me is the blowjob. I'd rented a limo and got a room at the Hilton for our after party. I had some money for this as I'd been doing a little work for local businesses. Installing accounting and office systems, things like that. Though the thing which paid best was the tech support once I'd installed the system. So I could afford to turn up to Jasmine's in a stretch limo. Her dad opened the door, "Good evening Mr...
Thank you for hanging in there so far and especially for the wonderful support and encouragement shown me by so many, both public and private. * A picnic? Well, I wasn’t planning on anything like that yesterday when this grand adventure started. Then again, there wasn’t a whole lot that had occurred that WAS expected. Dreams and expectations are two totally different things. So as Becky turned on the shower, I briefly thought about what we could bring on this picnic. Seconds later, when I...
Thanks for following along so far. This chapter deals with a part of Becky and David’s relationship which has struck a definite chord with a great number of readers, judging by the incredible number of anonymous comments I have gotten. Thanks for them all, and there’s no real need to be shy about what you like either. We’re all friends here. As the story nears its conclusion, Becky and David keep rolling merrily along… * The months flew past, and summer soon turned to fall, which became...
Thank you so much for continuing with me and for your support and encouragement. * That was how we began, and we became a couple after that weekend… sort of. As Becky had warned me, there was only so much of her to go around. Although her oldest was off at college, Kelly was graduating high school and shopping around for a college of her own. Then there was this Jerry, whoever the hell he was. How did he feel about this arrangement? Who knows? Probably not over-enthused, I would imagine,...
Roland Bell concluded that Las Vegas had advantages as a place for 850 neurologists to discuss pain, advantages beyond having more hotel rooms than any other city in America. For those devoting their careers to investigating pain and confronting its harrowing extremes, chronic urgency was an occupational hazard. By its nature, however, urgency could not be permanent, it was by definition an acceleration of life’s norm. Still, raked by the cries, moans, screams—and the shattering pleas for...
Edited by luvtaread * ‘Not long after the snowy weekend Katy got the good news that she was pregnant, but it was a few more months before Ashley was ready. So as the school year was wrapping up I arrived home to a strange sight…’ Brandon had no sooner entered his home than Katy rushed up to him and said, ‘Hurry doctor it’s the patient upstairs she’s critical.’ Katy was wearing her sexy nurse outfit that told him some sort of game was going on and if he was right it was one of his...
It was our anniversary, and my parents had offered to take our kids to get some quality couple time. As much as we love our offspring, the chance for the two of us to take a long earned time out to enjoy some us time was not hard to accept. We bid our children farewell, and headed to the bright lights of the city. My wife still made my pulse race after ten years of wedded bliss as she turned and smiled at me in that way that told me I had better prepare for long hours of pleasure. Her hand...
The fifth of November? OK, so we learnt about that in infant school. That Guy Fawkes dude plotting to blow up King Charles II. Or was it Charles I? Anyway, the gunpowder under the Houses of Parliament and then getting caught and killed and having heads stuck up as warnings around London. So we civilised 21 st century folks like to celebrate that by setting off fireworks. Fun! I do like a bit of history. It’s pretty tragic how the idiots got caught though isn’t it? One of the gang decided to...
©2012 Mendon Fishers It was a Saturday morning and it was raining. I usually got up and played golf with friends on Saturdays, weather permitting. This Saturday the weather was defiantly not permitting. A quick check of the Weather Channel told me it was going to rain hard all day. Then I remembered it was Christmas morning. My usual foursome would be spending the day with their families. Me, I didn’t have a family anymore. I was spending the day alone. They had families who would love to...
In the morning I awoke to noises coming from the living room. There beside me is nothing but my wife’s nightgown. It is Christmas morning and our 3 year old daughter is anxious to tear into her presents. As I stumble from the bedroom, I give my wife a nice passionate morning kiss as she prepares to start breakfast. It is a shame she is already dressed because I like nothing better than to run my hands over that fabulous figure as we cook together. I see the flash of her wedding ring that she...
[ For Michael, an xhamster member, who asked me to write something in remembrance of that time (in 1973) during Fleet Week when coming into the San Francisco bay he was so eager to get off the ship and find some serious sexual indulgence after tossing about on the South China Sea! This is for you, Michael! Hope it does justice to what you've told me about it! ]I'd been stuck on the South China Sea for months. During that time everything around me seemed one, uniform, drab grey. The ship was...
It was a Saturday morning and it was raining. I usually got up and played golf with friends on Saturdays, weather permitting. This Saturday the weather was defiantly not permitting. A quick check of the Weather Channel told me it was going to rain hard all day. Then I remembered it was Christmas morning. My usual foursome would be spending the day with their families. Me, I didn't have a family anymore. I was spending the day alone. They had families who would love to have them hang around...
I still remember the first time I saw Emily. I was in grad school, walking from my almost non-existent office to my car. It was a typical early Spring day in North Carolina — still a touch chilly, but sunny enough to remind you that Winter had breathed its last. Cutting across the quad, I saw the inevitable Ultimate Frisbee game: guys with their shirts off, chasing the frisbee here and there, girls watching the guys and sunning themselves. I was single, 26, and healthy enough, so of course I...
In Chapter One, we got to know each other and then proceeded to have a very unusual and intimate encounter. The story continues….. After I spent the weekend worrying about Becky’s abrupt departure Friday evening, I arrived at work Monday morning to find a package about the size of a shoe box on my desk, wrapped in foil. I opened it up to find a smaller box inside, also wrapped. Unwrapping that box I found a bag inside. Inside the bag, another wrapped box. I looked around to see if anyone was...
Do you remember your first?I remember very vividly the first spanking I received in my life it has led me to the enjoyment I still get out of being spanked to this day. It also left such an erotic impression on my mind that even all these years later I must have many of the elements of my first included in my punishment to this day. Otherwise it just does not feel like a complete spanking and punishment and comes up short of the complete and utter enjoyment I derive from having my bottom bared...
The story begins in the year 1995, late spring. This is the story of my relationship with a very special lady. A relationship that ended far too soon, but left wonderful memories… * It was just around the time when I thought I had hit rock bottom. I was just past forty, divorced going on four years. A divorce that left me crippled emotionally as well as finacially. I was so broke I couldn’t even afford to own a car, despite my having a good job. If you’re divorced and paying child support, I...
When I heard Gaby walking down with another girl my brain went on a spin at the speed of light. Gaby says ‘Hey hun, we have an idea that I know you will like’. Remember, I was on the pummel horse, impaled to the dildo on the wall. And since I was also still gagged, I really could not answer or ask – ‘What you talking about Gaby?.’ So I waited patiently for Gaby to disconnect me from the dildo and maybe take my gag off so that I could at least talk. Gaby said to the other girl ‘Mandy, this is my...