1. My First Black Cocks


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: loadmans4u_slutpam, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    naughty doing it, especially with a shorter dress or skirt. Sometimes after a few drinks I will flash my pussy. It's my secret fetish. Flashing whilst out, sometimes with my husband, without him knowing I'm revealing my pussy to strangers, excites me. It's amusing to see the expressions on guys faces when they realise that what they can see is my pussy, not my panties. I wasn't intending to flash that night, being with people from work. I rolled and smoothed the stockings up my legs, adjusting the lace tops until they were level, leaving just a narrow strip of pale skin between the top of my thighs, and my hairy pussy. I put on the dress, looked in the mirror, pleased with the way the dress showed my curves. I checked that my dark pubes couldn't be seen through the material, I couldn't risk that in front of the boss. I'd made that mistake once, out with my husband. He noticed and insisted I go home and change. The only time he ever noticed I wasn't wearing panties. I could only imagine what his reaction would have been If he'd known how often I secretly exposed my pussy to guys. Knowing his preferences now, I wonder why he made such a fuss that time when my pussy was visible through the skirt, though it was two or three years ago, so perhaps his attitude had changed. I smoothed the dress getting rid of any wrinkles, tugged the top up a bit so my tits were comfortable, then experimented, raising the zip, until I was satisfied I wasn't showing to much leg, the dress opening ...
    just enough to give a glimpse of the lace stocking tops when I walked. Satisfied, I picked up my clutch bag, ready for my night out. It was sure to be a boozy evening so I took a taxi. I knew virtually everyone of the guests. Circulating, chatting to those I knew best, ensuring the bosses saw me. Like most of these sorts of does, people tended to group with the people they worked with. There was one group, mostly guys who worked in the warehouse. Amongst them was Jake. Jake has the grand title of Building Services Superintendent, in other words the maintenance man, porter and odd jobs guy. The reason I wanted Jake? He was black and gorgeous, about 6 foot tall, broad shouldered, muscular legs, a deep sexy voice, his head shaved. He'd joined the company a few months previously and I'd fancied him since the first time I saw him. I'd sneaked a look at his personnel file, 24 years old, single and lived in a flat in one of the more rundown parts of town. He'd been a regular feature of my fantasy fucks with my Bam dildo for months. That evening he looked sexier than ever, wearing a white T Shirt and a pair of smart casual shorts which showed off his physique. What looked like a good sized bulge in the crotch got me wondering, not for the first time, how he compared with my dildo. I wanted to chat with him but got stuck with the middle aged pest from accounts, who after a few drinks thought he was gods gift. I was one of the few who didn't have a partner with me but each time I got ...