1. (true story) My first Interracial Experience


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

    in your mouth.” I began to give him the same blow job I always gave David. I’d cup one hand under his balls, put one hand on the shaft and roll my tongue over his head before sucking him. But Phillip didn’t want that. He pulled my hands away by the wrist and set them on top of his thighs. He said only, “Just your mouth.” He tasted so different from David. I’m not sure how to describe it. Muskier? Saltier? I wasn’t sure I liked it, but I wanted more before I decided. I was doing the best I could without my hands. I could feel him getting harder in my mouth. Then I felt his hands on the back of my head, which is something I actually got mad at David for doing once. Phillip didn’t press hard, just enough to let me know that he wanted me farther down on his cock. My hand started to come up a little in protest and he said calmly, “Put your hands back down on my thighs. I want to hear you gag on my cock.” He wanted to hear me gag? That made no sense to me at all. I didn’t want to accidentally throw up on him. Just thinking that made me almost gag. But he wasn’t pressing hard on my head, just slightly. I realized, hey, if he gets turned on by me gagging, then, why not? I let him press my head down farther, and farther. I let my hands settle back onto his thighs and committed to keeping them there. I tried to relax my throat as best I could. I’d taken more than half of him in my mouth, maybe even two thirds. Then the gag came on, I couldn’t stop it. My eyes watered, my head came ...
    back up. He let me catch my breath. When I looked at him again through my teary eyes I saw that he was really turned on. His dick was rock hard and there was that look that a guy gets when he’s past niceties, when he’s ready to fuck. Taking my forearms, he pulled me up on top of him, straddling him. His gorgeous shaft pressing against my pussy. It looked so pretty there, dark against my pale skin. I leaned in to kiss him and he stopped me by grabbing the back of my head, our lips mere inches apart. His bourbon breath flowed over my face. He said in a loud whisper, “Put it in your cunt.” No one had ever called my pussy a ‘cunt’ before. I felt like I should be offended or something. But then I thought, if I’m going to cheat on my husband with a man I barely know, then it’s a cunt. I grabbed his cock, adjusted it so that the head slid right between my labia. He whispered again, still holding my face right in front of his, looking in my eyes, “Fuck yourself.” My thighs sunk down and I let that cock slide all the way into me in one smooth motion. A long low guttural moan escaped me as it went in. My head tried to loll backward, but he held my face steady to his. I took a shuddering breath and without even thinking about it, my pelvis started undulating against him. My hands went to my tits and and I started to revel in their feel. Sometimes, for long periods, I’d forget about my surgery, about the fact that they were so much more full than they had been. But now I couldn’t stop ...
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