She knew he’d have a big black dick – long and thick. She could barely get her hand around it. The head glowed bright pink when she pulled his foreskin back. Umm, uncut – just the way she liked them! That slender head along with the natural lubricant under the skin would ease the entry of what promised to be a FULL night of fun!
She was having fun right now stroking his penis up and down. She thought about jerking him off just to see how far he could shoot the white stuff. It would be fun to get a pearl necklace and rub his giz all over her tits, but she would save that for another time. Now she was anxious to get that anaconda into the grip of her pussy.
He kissed her nipples and grabbed at her breasts with no appreciation of their size and beauty. What he wanted was between her legs. Her nice soft lips of labia opening to receive him. “No foreplay. Let’s just fuck hard now,” she offered him an assist as she stroked and licked his magnificent cock into full attention. She began fingering herself and pinching a nipple.
He stood for a moment for her to admire him in his full glory. After all, he admired himself in this fashion, so why wouldn’t she? He was of a high opinion of himself and thought himself beautiful. He had spent many moments stunned by his own magnificence in front of a mirror.
She did not care about admiration, she wanted that dick inside of her. She gasped when he entered her. He was gentle, but pressing – getting into position – warming up with a few circular strokes and gradually gaining momentum, holding back and pacing himself into a firm steady rhythmic stroke. “Black guys are great at fucking,” she smiled to herself. They may not be that adventurous in the foreplay department, but they could wield that pole into position and pump!
He took a full two seconds at each stroke and held himself there before gyrating into what seemed like a warm up for an African Haitian dance class: side to side, front to back, circle and bump, circle and bump, and bump, and bump… now grind.
She liked the steady hard pump. Her twat was open for his business and pleasure. Her legs were spread as wide as she could get them. She held her thighs up to allow him better entry. She liked it when he ground really hard on her vulva forcing his rough-wired pubic hair rubbing her clit… She was almost ready… almost ready…. Shit. He popped a little too early… and this is why a woman needs a vibrator handy. Pop!
(First published 4/4/13)
