BLACKMALED
When I was at high school, I was a cheerleader which was synonymous with the word "slut." I was 16 when the below episode happened and had already lost my cherry and had numerous teen lovers.
I lost my virginity to a man whose kids I used to baby-sit for. He and his wife had divorced after he caught her, a natural-born slut, in the act, who was being gangbanged by three black men. He decided not to interrupt their euphoria and left. One night he came back home very depressed and talked me into fucking him. You do know, how girls like grown-ups' attention! After that, I found I loved fucking although I wasn't old enough for that and would let anyone into my hot pants, just because I turned into a sex-craven vixen. But I had never had the opportunity to make it with a black man. I was curious, but I thought it wouldn't be right to have sex with someone of a different race. I did have a friend Keith who was black of 17, though he never made any attempt to have sex with me. So it was till one summer day.
He invited me over to listen to music albums and I accepted his offering. After I had gotten there, he was very polite and asked me, putting his strong arm around my waist, "Baby, maybe do you wanna have something to gulp?" "Yeah!" I replied, being happy that he said to me like to a grown-up.
He left for drinks and came back with a strong rum and a coke. I seldom drank and his drink made me feel pretty woozy really quick. During drinking we were sitting on his bed with his arm around me and he pressed me softly to his well-muscled body that made me hot. He acted too blatantly, I'd say. I felt so funny about it, but let him keep it there. As I enjoyed his company I didn't noticed how his lips turned out on mine. I felt so horny real quick at that time and kissed him back, teasing his tongue with my small one. The idea that I was kissing a black guy made me really turned on. During our hot making-out, I felt his hands went to my tit and his thumb ran across my hard nipple, causing it to harden even more and make me far hornier. So his foreplay continued for about a quarter of an hour and I was like the putty in his hands. At the time I knew he was planning to nail me on that bed. Thus, when I felt his hand at the crotch of my cutoffs, I jumped up and moved it away.
"No Keith, we just can't do that!" I said with lust in my eyes. "Why not, baby?" puzzled, he asked and he surely wanted to get into my pants. "Because I'm going steady with Jimmy and what we've already done has gone too far and also because of our differences. It's wrong to do it with someone who's not the same race!" I exclaimed like a good girl.
He wasn't in condition to argue with me and the black guy just kissed me again and I made a very feeble attempt at breaking it. He didn't pay attention to it and his strong hand went right back to rubbing my pussy through my skin-tight shorts. It felt so great that I couldn't make him stop. Before long, he undid my shorts and began pulling them down my slim, lovely legs slowly. "Please no, Keith. Please stop it! NOW!" I whimpered.
But he just kept on going as I didn't resist it any longer and enjoyed it up. I felt my pussy get wet and I went with the flow. Soon, he had my clothes completely off of me and I laid there naked in his arms. He wasn't going to stop and pushed me back on the bed. Then I felt my legs begin spreading to allow him access to my squirting pussy like it had its own brains. I felt his fingers enter me and go in deep. As they moved around, I got even hotter, allowing him to play with me a bit longer. He started kissing me again and his experienced tongue probed and slid into my mouth. He was very aroused and vulgar: he took my palm and placed it on his cock. While I was amazed at its size, he undid his pants swiftly and I got my very first view of it. It had to be about a foot long for me at that moment. Keith began moving between my legs and I felt his enormous cock bump against my swollen mushy pussy.
"No, we can't do that! Please stop it now!" I said sharply. "Baby, you know a man must cum if he has a hard-on! If I can't fuck you, will you suck my cock then?" he asked.
Well, I had done that numerous times with the guys I didn't want to fuck and figured it would OK to do it again. "OK," I simply said to him and Keith, smiling laid back.
I lowered my head to his massive cock and licked my lips around. Then I opened my mouth and slowly sucked it in. my lips were stretched wide due to its size, but I took in all I could. The guy was enjoying my experienced mouth and tongue. He was so excited that he only lasted about a quarter of an hour before he shot off in my thirsty mouth. Most guys I have been dating spurt three or four times and fill my mouth. I swallow all their cum and we are done then. Keith was another option: he spurted about a dozen times and each one was more than I had ever had at once! I tried to swallowed it all, but there was too much for me and some of that sticky stuff dripped out onto my chin. When he came to himself, catching his breath he whispered, "Baby, you are sure something! Lay back, I'm gonna make you cum too!"
I liked the way the guy acted and I laid, spreading my nice lovely legs wide enough so that he lowered his head to my pussy and slowly licked along my pussy lips to the hood. I felt his hot wet tongue on my swollen clit in no time and he started eating me out very fast. I was so hot that the only thing I had been thinking about was to cum. When he moved up my body to my mouth, I didn't put up a fight about it. At that time I was like in a trance and my head was spinning around and all mind's activity was inactivated. My body needed cock so much to decrease my inner flame and I needed it right away!
On a sudden, I felt his cock split open my pussy and began entering it. As it slid deeper into me, I came and came again. His cock was too huge for my then very tight pussy, but I couldn't ask him very well to stop that he had already had a "taste" of my pussy. Thus, understanding it was too stupid to step back and I let him continue. Keith slid his enormous cock to the back of my tiny pussy and stopped while I got used to its size. Oh God, he was so fucking big that it almost hurt, but the ecstasy that I had felt overrode any feeling of pain. As my pussy stretched to its limits, it went in further. The biggest dick I had ever felt in me prior to Keith was about 6" in length. He easily doubled any other cock I had ever had and its thickness was indescribable. Finally, I felt his balls resting against my ass and I knew then that he had fully entered me. Then he began fucking me and the guy was great at it. I cried out on the top of my lungs and came repeatedly as he thrust in and out of my slim frame. I had never had it so good before. The guy's size wasn't only satisfying me, but driving me further towards the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. Keith was so sturdy that after 40 minutes of hard pounding he groaned out, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Yessssss! Oh God, I'm gonna cummmm!"
"Then pull your monster cock out! You ain't wearing a rubber!" I quickly said to him, but it was too late. I felt him cum inside of me and didn't stop cumming for quite a while. I felt his sperm blast into my pussy and I came again so hard that little flashes of light went off in my head. "Ram your fucking monstrous black cock harder into me, stud!" I couldn't help crying.
When it was over at last, Keith rolled off of my wasted body and I started crying.
"What's wrong, baby?" confused, he asked.
"What's wrong you ask?" I said pissed off. "You have just cum inside of me! I did tell you I was going steady and I didn't plan to cheat on Jimmy."
The guy tried to reassure me and napped me on my head.
"God, I feel like a filthy whore now!" Of course, I tried to be untouchable and a cock-teaser. I had to have been a fucking slut after all the guys I had! Then he took me in his arms and held me tightly. My body betrayed me again and I felt horny. He easily slid his palm down my body and his two fingers were in my ripped open pussy in no time. When he started finger-fucking me, I didn't complain at all. After a while, I begged him, "Please Keith, do it again! Oh God, I feel so horny now!"
Without saying a word he pushed my head roughly to his cock that had gone limp and was only just beginning to become semi-hard again. I eagerly took it in my small mouth and started sucking and licking it. Keith was so vital and soon his dick grew to its fullest and then I experienced something new. I felt him put pressure on the back of my head and I gagged when his cock hit the back of my throat.
"Take it easy, babe!" he simply said, reassuring me and I began swallowing his cock.
I relaxed myself as best as I could and he was right. His enormous dick slid into my tight throat! Soon he sped up and I thought I would gag at several times, but I held there and waited for that feeling to pass. Then I went further down his thick black shaft. Finally, there was nothing that separated my lips from his hairy pubic bone. I had taken it entirely down my throat and I shuddered in orgasm as I did it. He enjoyed that so much, pulled my head off of his cock and laid me back on the bed in a hurry. Without any hesitation I grabbed my ankles and pulled them hide and wide over my head, exposing my already wide open pussy with encrusted cum on its lips fully to him. The more I came the more I wanted it and I begged him, "Please Keith, fuck me! Fuck me hard! I need it again now!"
He climbed between my legs and repeated his earlier performance. This time when he shouted out that he was going to cum, I cried as loud as I could, "Yeah baby! Fuck my pussy and fill it to the rim with your baby-making cum! Oh God, yeahhhh!"
As he was cumming I felt his sperm shooting deep into me once again and I came so hard this time that I actually passed out.
When I came to myself, my black guy laid next to me and I felt his cum leaking out of my pussy. I moved my hand to my sloppy pussy and I checked that some cum was leaking out of my asshole. Oh my God, he stretched all my holes today and two of my fingers easily entered my battered asshole. That moment was the moment I became a slut with all cherries broken. He looked at me and said, "I know you're going steady with Jimmy, but I want you to think of it as fun, our fun. Yes, I know I can't date you, otherwise your parents would go ballistic, but can we enjoy each other like this again, sugar?"
I thought it over for a moment and told him, "As long as you either wear a rubber or don't cum inside of me, no matter how much I beg you! At least until I go and get on the pill. I don't wanna get pregnant and only imagine how I'll explain why my child is colored, but I guess we'll find out next week. If I don't get my period, we have to do something about it." I became thoughtful and added, "On top of that, yes, I do wanna feel you inside of me a lot more!"
Well, I didn't get pregnant and I did go on the pill. Then I acted like a burned-out slut. Keith was my first black guy and I'll always remember him because of it. The years have gone by and we lost contact with each other. I went to college and had no hesitation about fucking any guys, even black men who had been asking. I was any company's queen. I was happy that I shared a room with the same filthy slut I was. My roommate would plan gangbangs with many, many men and just the two of us taking on them all. Our bodies ached all about after such parties.
One night we had a little competition to see how many guys we could fuck and she won by two cocks that fucking tournament. She had fucked 36 different guys that night and I two less. I could have kept on going, but we ran out of guys. Thus, she was the winner! One of the guys thought that I was a good fuck and started dating with me and the things began going very well between us. Of course, he knew I couldn't stay faithful to just him and he handled it so well that I began falling in love with him and soon I stopped whoring around.
There were about six guys, included him that I had been fucking. All but him were strictly for sex. Two of them were black. Then I moved in with him and stopped seeing all but the two blacks I was fucking. The most of time, they'd just come over and the three of them would have me in any possible way they wanted and as often they wanted my white meat.
Paul was a saint! When he asked me to marry him, I agreed with no hesitation, nor did he say a word about my trysts. I was ready to stop and be faithful to him only, but he wouldn't hear of it! He wanted me to continue to fuck other guys, especially black ones, even after we were married. I was amazed that a man could put so much faith in his soon-to-be wife, would allow other men to touch what would soon be only his to have.
When I was at high school, I was a cheerleader which was synonymous with the word "slut." I was 16 when the below episode happened and had already lost my cherry and had numerous teen lovers.
I lost my virginity to a man whose kids I used to baby-sit for. He and his wife had divorced after he caught her, a natural-born slut, in the act, who was being gangbanged by three black men. He decided not to interrupt their euphoria and left. One night he came back home very depressed and talked me into fucking him. You do know, how girls like grown-ups' attention! After that, I found I loved fucking although I wasn't old enough for that and would let anyone into my hot pants, just because I turned into a sex-craven vixen. But I had never had the opportunity to make it with a black man. I was curious, but I thought it wouldn't be right to have sex with someone of a different race. I did have a friend Keith who was black of 17, though he never made any attempt to have sex with me. So it was till one summer day.
He invited me over to listen to music albums and I accepted his offering. After I had gotten there, he was very polite and asked me, putting his strong arm around my waist, "Baby, maybe do you wanna have something to gulp?" "Yeah!" I replied, being happy that he said to me like to a grown-up.
He left for drinks and came back with a strong rum and a coke. I seldom drank and his drink made me feel pretty woozy really quick. During drinking we were sitting on his bed with his arm around me and he pressed me softly to his well-muscled body that made me hot. He acted too blatantly, I'd say. I felt so funny about it, but let him keep it there. As I enjoyed his company I didn't noticed how his lips turned out on mine. I felt so horny real quick at that time and kissed him back, teasing his tongue with my small one. The idea that I was kissing a black guy made me really turned on. During our hot making-out, I felt his hands went to my tit and his thumb ran across my hard nipple, causing it to harden even more and make me far hornier. So his foreplay continued for about a quarter of an hour and I was like the putty in his hands. At the time I knew he was planning to nail me on that bed. Thus, when I felt his hand at the crotch of my cutoffs, I jumped up and moved it away.
"No Keith, we just can't do that!" I said with lust in my eyes. "Why not, baby?" puzzled, he asked and he surely wanted to get into my pants. "Because I'm going steady with Jimmy and what we've already done has gone too far and also because of our differences. It's wrong to do it with someone who's not the same race!" I exclaimed like a good girl.
He wasn't in condition to argue with me and the black guy just kissed me again and I made a very feeble attempt at breaking it. He didn't pay attention to it and his strong hand went right back to rubbing my pussy through my skin-tight shorts. It felt so great that I couldn't make him stop. Before long, he undid my shorts and began pulling them down my slim, lovely legs slowly. "Please no, Keith. Please stop it! NOW!" I whimpered.
But he just kept on going as I didn't resist it any longer and enjoyed it up. I felt my pussy get wet and I went with the flow. Soon, he had my clothes completely off of me and I laid there naked in his arms. He wasn't going to stop and pushed me back on the bed. Then I felt my legs begin spreading to allow him access to my squirting pussy like it had its own brains. I felt his fingers enter me and go in deep. As they moved around, I got even hotter, allowing him to play with me a bit longer. He started kissing me again and his experienced tongue probed and slid into my mouth. He was very aroused and vulgar: he took my palm and placed it on his cock. While I was amazed at its size, he undid his pants swiftly and I got my very first view of it. It had to be about a foot long for me at that moment. Keith began moving between my legs and I felt his enormous cock bump against my swollen mushy pussy.
"No, we can't do that! Please stop it now!" I said sharply. "Baby, you know a man must cum if he has a hard-on! If I can't fuck you, will you suck my cock then?" he asked.
Well, I had done that numerous times with the guys I didn't want to fuck and figured it would OK to do it again. "OK," I simply said to him and Keith, smiling laid back.
I lowered my head to his massive cock and licked my lips around. Then I opened my mouth and slowly sucked it in. my lips were stretched wide due to its size, but I took in all I could. The guy was enjoying my experienced mouth and tongue. He was so excited that he only lasted about a quarter of an hour before he shot off in my thirsty mouth. Most guys I have been dating spurt three or four times and fill my mouth. I swallow all their cum and we are done then. Keith was another option: he spurted about a dozen times and each one was more than I had ever had at once! I tried to swallowed it all, but there was too much for me and some of that sticky stuff dripped out onto my chin. When he came to himself, catching his breath he whispered, "Baby, you are sure something! Lay back, I'm gonna make you cum too!"
I liked the way the guy acted and I laid, spreading my nice lovely legs wide enough so that he lowered his head to my pussy and slowly licked along my pussy lips to the hood. I felt his hot wet tongue on my swollen clit in no time and he started eating me out very fast. I was so hot that the only thing I had been thinking about was to cum. When he moved up my body to my mouth, I didn't put up a fight about it. At that time I was like in a trance and my head was spinning around and all mind's activity was inactivated. My body needed cock so much to decrease my inner flame and I needed it right away!
On a sudden, I felt his cock split open my pussy and began entering it. As it slid deeper into me, I came and came again. His cock was too huge for my then very tight pussy, but I couldn't ask him very well to stop that he had already had a "taste" of my pussy. Thus, understanding it was too stupid to step back and I let him continue. Keith slid his enormous cock to the back of my tiny pussy and stopped while I got used to its size. Oh God, he was so fucking big that it almost hurt, but the ecstasy that I had felt overrode any feeling of pain. As my pussy stretched to its limits, it went in further. The biggest dick I had ever felt in me prior to Keith was about 6" in length. He easily doubled any other cock I had ever had and its thickness was indescribable. Finally, I felt his balls resting against my ass and I knew then that he had fully entered me. Then he began fucking me and the guy was great at it. I cried out on the top of my lungs and came repeatedly as he thrust in and out of my slim frame. I had never had it so good before. The guy's size wasn't only satisfying me, but driving me further towards the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. Keith was so sturdy that after 40 minutes of hard pounding he groaned out, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Yessssss! Oh God, I'm gonna cummmm!"
"Then pull your monster cock out! You ain't wearing a rubber!" I quickly said to him, but it was too late. I felt him cum inside of me and didn't stop cumming for quite a while. I felt his sperm blast into my pussy and I came again so hard that little flashes of light went off in my head. "Ram your fucking monstrous black cock harder into me, stud!" I couldn't help crying.
When it was over at last, Keith rolled off of my wasted body and I started crying.
"What's wrong, baby?" confused, he asked.
"What's wrong you ask?" I said pissed off. "You have just cum inside of me! I did tell you I was going steady and I didn't plan to cheat on Jimmy."
The guy tried to reassure me and napped me on my head.
"God, I feel like a filthy whore now!" Of course, I tried to be untouchable and a cock-teaser. I had to have been a fucking slut after all the guys I had! Then he took me in his arms and held me tightly. My body betrayed me again and I felt horny. He easily slid his palm down my body and his two fingers were in my ripped open pussy in no time. When he started finger-fucking me, I didn't complain at all. After a while, I begged him, "Please Keith, do it again! Oh God, I feel so horny now!"
Without saying a word he pushed my head roughly to his cock that had gone limp and was only just beginning to become semi-hard again. I eagerly took it in my small mouth and started sucking and licking it. Keith was so vital and soon his dick grew to its fullest and then I experienced something new. I felt him put pressure on the back of my head and I gagged when his cock hit the back of my throat.
"Take it easy, babe!" he simply said, reassuring me and I began swallowing his cock.
I relaxed myself as best as I could and he was right. His enormous dick slid into my tight throat! Soon he sped up and I thought I would gag at several times, but I held there and waited for that feeling to pass. Then I went further down his thick black shaft. Finally, there was nothing that separated my lips from his hairy pubic bone. I had taken it entirely down my throat and I shuddered in orgasm as I did it. He enjoyed that so much, pulled my head off of his cock and laid me back on the bed in a hurry. Without any hesitation I grabbed my ankles and pulled them hide and wide over my head, exposing my already wide open pussy with encrusted cum on its lips fully to him. The more I came the more I wanted it and I begged him, "Please Keith, fuck me! Fuck me hard! I need it again now!"
He climbed between my legs and repeated his earlier performance. This time when he shouted out that he was going to cum, I cried as loud as I could, "Yeah baby! Fuck my pussy and fill it to the rim with your baby-making cum! Oh God, yeahhhh!"
As he was cumming I felt his sperm shooting deep into me once again and I came so hard this time that I actually passed out.
When I came to myself, my black guy laid next to me and I felt his cum leaking out of my pussy. I moved my hand to my sloppy pussy and I checked that some cum was leaking out of my asshole. Oh my God, he stretched all my holes today and two of my fingers easily entered my battered asshole. That moment was the moment I became a slut with all cherries broken. He looked at me and said, "I know you're going steady with Jimmy, but I want you to think of it as fun, our fun. Yes, I know I can't date you, otherwise your parents would go ballistic, but can we enjoy each other like this again, sugar?"
I thought it over for a moment and told him, "As long as you either wear a rubber or don't cum inside of me, no matter how much I beg you! At least until I go and get on the pill. I don't wanna get pregnant and only imagine how I'll explain why my child is colored, but I guess we'll find out next week. If I don't get my period, we have to do something about it." I became thoughtful and added, "On top of that, yes, I do wanna feel you inside of me a lot more!"
Well, I didn't get pregnant and I did go on the pill. Then I acted like a burned-out slut. Keith was my first black guy and I'll always remember him because of it. The years have gone by and we lost contact with each other. I went to college and had no hesitation about fucking any guys, even black men who had been asking. I was any company's queen. I was happy that I shared a room with the same filthy slut I was. My roommate would plan gangbangs with many, many men and just the two of us taking on them all. Our bodies ached all about after such parties.
One night we had a little competition to see how many guys we could fuck and she won by two cocks that fucking tournament. She had fucked 36 different guys that night and I two less. I could have kept on going, but we ran out of guys. Thus, she was the winner! One of the guys thought that I was a good fuck and started dating with me and the things began going very well between us. Of course, he knew I couldn't stay faithful to just him and he handled it so well that I began falling in love with him and soon I stopped whoring around.
There were about six guys, included him that I had been fucking. All but him were strictly for sex. Two of them were black. Then I moved in with him and stopped seeing all but the two blacks I was fucking. The most of time, they'd just come over and the three of them would have me in any possible way they wanted and as often they wanted my white meat.
Paul was a saint! When he asked me to marry him, I agreed with no hesitation, nor did he say a word about my trysts. I was ready to stop and be faithful to him only, but he wouldn't hear of it! He wanted me to continue to fuck other guys, especially black ones, even after we were married. I was amazed that a man could put so much faith in his soon-to-be wife, would allow other men to touch what would soon be only his to have.
