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Some of my fictional stories in the magazine
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Some of my fictional stories in the magazine My First Black Lover I had heard that black men liked heavier women, but too be honest though I did find them exciting to look at I was scared to take it any further then a fantasy. I was raised in the south and there the racial lines are very distinct though it never influenced me one way or the other except with choosing a sexual partner. That all changed the day I met David. I had accepted a contract in San Diego that would require me to spend the next six months there to get everything up and running before I could return home. My company put me up at a small, but acceptable apartment complex where to my surprise a great deal of military families stayed. I made fast friends with several of the couples that lived around me and thus was accepted into the tight little clan that had evolved. My favorite among them were Char and Reggie from Chicago. They were expecting their first any day and being a nurse Char came to depend on me greatly as her time grew closer. Reggie was a corpman in the navy so we often traded medical information as a similar point of interest, he was intelligent, and engaging and I could see why Char loved him so much. Reggie was a popular fellow and would often bring his fellow sailors home with him for dinner or to spend time. All the young men were lonely, single, far away from home, needing a bit of conversation and companionship which the couple readily provided. Char would come visit when she could no longer take all the male company and we would talk through the night until the boys went home. One night she told me that one of the young men fancied me, he didn't know if I liked black men and was uncertain how to approach me. I was startled by the comment, but more so by the next. "Do you like black men?" Char asked me point blank. I didn't know what to say, Reggie was black and Char was white, but it never occurred to me that they were anything but a couple. I didn't want to offend either of them for I liked them both. "I don't know, I've never dated a black man." I answered truthfully. She laughed at me and told me she wasn't surprised. Then she went about telling me all the benefits she had found in being married to Reggie, most of which made me fascinated and embarrassed at the same time. She asked me if I would be willing and after a moment I figured why not, what's the worst that could happen? The next night she invited me over for dinner and as I entered the small room It was like I was struck by lightening---two things hit me at once, the first was I was being set up and the second was the man I was being set up with was the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen. My whole body went up in flames so much so I couldn't speak or move for a few seconds which everyone in the room noticed to my embarrassment. Including the gentleman who was introduced to me as David. I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me right then and there. My embarrassment seemed to amuse everyone greatly but me. I quickly collected myself and put on my best professional face and polite manners, which in hind sight probably made me seem rather stiff. The dinner lasted over an hour and as we ate the tension became more relaxed and even enjoyable. Char and I talked babies and the men talked work. David hardly noticed me or so I thought. By the end of the evening I was a bit tipsy and very comfortable that my natural personality came through. We finished off the wine and I was feeling so relaxed I almost fell asleep, I thanked my hosts for a wonderful evening preparing to leave, when to my surprise David jumped up to do the same asking if he could walk me to my door before he left. I was stunned at first, but aggreed. I lived only a few doors down, so It would a small inconvenience for him to walk me to the tiny apartment. I had trouble putting the key in the lock I was so nervous with him standing so close to me, I could feel the heat of his body as he leaned over me to help me open the door. He smelled warm and clean and completely male, I was intoxicated by the mere scent of him. My body felt on fire and desperate at the same time. I had to get away from him or embarrass myself living in complete mortification for the remaining of my time there. I felt his hand cover mine as he gently worked the key in the lock opening the door. His deep voice whispered in my ear. "I think you've had too much to drink, I'll just see you safely inside if that's alright." Christ, I thought, if he gets any closer I'm going to explode right then and there on the door step. I felt his hand around my waist as he helped me through the door. "Are you alright?" he whispered in my ear. "No." I gasped back finding it hard to breath. I felt stupid and started to laugh at my uncontrollable reaction to this man I had just met. He helped me to the drab sofa that filled the tiny room and sat me down, shutting the door behind us. When he moved away I felt I could breath again and desperately tried to gather my composure. "Do you want some water or something?" He asked. I could only nod and he went to fetch me a glass. When he returned he knelt down on the floor in front of me and I gasped not expecting it. He noticed my reaction and said nothing, just handed me the water. I tried to grasp the glass, but I couldn't make my hand move to hold it, he had to help me bring it to my lips to take a sip. I felt his fingers burning through mine as the cool liquid spilled over my lips and down my throat giving me a moment of clerity as I drank. I felt the water drip over my chin onto my aching breasts soaking my white cotton blouse leaving it transparent which I was not aware until later. When I had finished he took the glass away from my lips and our eyes held as he led my hand to set it on the table beside the sofa. I felt him lead my hand to his lips and I felt his kiss burn through me. I couldn't stand it, the sensations he created, it was too much. I had to close my eyes and my head fell back against the cushion. I felt like moaning in pleasure but held myself in check. "Do you want me to go?" He asked quietly, his deep voice shook me. I thought of telling him to leave, I looked in his eyes and saw that I effected him just as strongly as he effected me and I felt a sense of power and confidence I didn't know I possessed. I pulled his hands to my lips and gently took one of his fingers in my mouth and began to gently suckle the delightful flesh. I felt his body tighten and grow hard before my eyes, the transformation startled me and for a moment I was afraid when he quickly stood up and pulled me to my feet, then his lips came crashing down on mine. His thick soft lips parted mine and his tongue engulfed me, stealing away any will I had of my own to resist him. I wanted him to swallow me whole, to drown in that wine flavored mouth never to be seen again. I felt him pull me the short way to the bedroom forcing me against the wall as I watched him undress me. His mouth pinned me where I stood as his mouth and hands explored my ample body. I watched as he lifted my generous breast to his lips and suckle my fat nipple, wishing desperately I could fill him with my milk, and nurse him until he had drained my breasts dry. His shiny black bald head against my pale white flesh was so erotic I felt my climax start. His hands pulled at my pants shoving them past my knees, my panties followed quickly behind. I felt the contrast of his skin against mine as he ran his long black fingers up my plump heated pale thighs to the wet curl that ached to be fondled. I felt his fingers part my heated pussy and he parted my generous lips to slip his finger inside. I felt him tense and heard him groan as he discovered how hot and wet I was for him. I groaned as he began to stroke me gently and felt my climax hit me like a hard wave ripping me apart at the core. My body shook, I felt his strong hand lift my leg over his hip opening me wider. He played in my wetness seeming fascinated by it, exploring my anatomy, discovering my landscape. "Your clit is swollen." He remarked. I felt his finger glide between my swollen pussy lips and push deep inside me gently thrusting in and out causing my juices to pour over his finger and down his hand. "My god you are so hot, so juicy, so soft. You are going to be so tight." He seemed to be talking to himself. "Shit, I'm big when I'm this hard. Do you think you can take me?" He whispered. "We're about to find out." He lifted me, dumping me on the bed, following me pinning me down with his heavy muscular body. He felt so hot and hard all over, I wanted all of him right then and there. We pulled desperately at his clothes until he was as naked as I was. He grabbed my hips pulling me to the edge of the bed parting my legs wide. I watched as he reached down fondling himself between my parted thighs, positioning his huge cock to enter my desperately aching flesh. I watched his thick black cock sink slowly into my juicy pink pussy. I swallowed him whole and pulled him deeper, deeper then any man has ever gone. I felt myself climax at the sight, he felt it me tighten around his cock and moaned trying not to cum inside me. He waited until my climax had passed, sweat beaded over his beautiful black body, I begged him to fuck me and he did just that. He rammed me full, over and over, riding between my pale fleshy thighs, his ass pumping me hard and deep. I grabbed onto that glorious ass, pulling him deeper, I felt my climax rise and told him I was going to cum. He rammed me harder and faster and as I felt my body being ripped apart with pleasure I felt him explode, his hot cum filling me, running down my ass, soaking the sheets beneath me. His body shook hard and his cock pumped me full again and again for what seemed like forever. The aftershocks lasted for a few minutes and then he lay quietly on my breast. I was exhausted. I wanted to hold him close, but I couldn't make my arms move from above my head. My body throbbed with deep satisfaction I had never felt before, the soft lovely burn that filled every muscle from my head to my toes. I was deliciously exhausted. I felt his weight shift and thought he was leaving as the cool air touched my heated flesh. I couldn't seem to speak still dazed from my pleasure. My legs slowly slipped to dangle over the edge of the bed and I began to relax. I felt his lips kiss my round stomach moving over my hips to my thigh, then before I could react I felt his fingers gently part my soaked pussy lips just above my clit to reveal my swollen neglected flesh. I looked up just in time to see him gently lift my lips apart and his mouth latch onto my clit. The site of his mouth on me nearly sent me over the edge. He licked me softly then I felt him draw my pearl between his lips and suckle me. My climax started instantly. I grabbed his beautiful bald head and pulled him deeper into my pussy to swallow me whole, I loved that mouth at that moment. I climaxed so hard I shook and cried out for him not to stop until I was finished. I watched as his mouth consumed me, his thick tongue stroked our cum from my drenched pussy. He soothed me with each stroke drinking in our shared passion for each other until there was no more to give. His thick tongue pleased me as he pushed deep inside me stroking me, stimulating me, soothing me. When he was done he kissed my inner thigh and gently turned me over. He lifted my hips and I felt him enter me from behind. It was pleasure beyond description, almost painful, as he rode my pussy from behind. I turned to watch his shiny cock fuck me from behind in the mirror on the wall beside us. I felt myself cum, I was so full of him that my own muscles could hardly contract with the thickness of him. I couldn't help but scream it was such pleasure and such pain, but he didn't stop, he pumped me over and over, deeper and deeper and I loved it, loved to watch him doing it to me until we both climaxed and his cum dripped down my thighs. We collapsed together taking short breaks through the night between climaxes until the early afternoon. When I awoke David was gone, he left me a note with his number on it and that he wanted to hear from me that evening. The affair lasted for the remainder of my time there in San Diego, we both knew our lives wouldn't allow us to be together and the affair ended. I never forgot David and the way he made me feel, nor did I ever loose the desire completely for having a hot black lover in my bed though the opportunity never again presented itself. Lovers came and went, but I'll never forget the one lover that satisfied me on all levels like no man has before or since. I wish him all the best.  |
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Yea,I would say ,you have found your calling,or at least a second source ,of income !!
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