1. My First Black Cocks


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

    close to Jake, someone would talk to me and by the time I escaped he'd disappeared to the bar in the marquee or somewhere. It was dark by the time I got almost close enough to catch his eye and join his circle. He glanced at me then looked away. I moved closer, near enough to catch him telling one of the other guys that he needed a piss. He walked off by himself and I followed intending to “accidentally” bump into him on his way back. There were a couple of loos, for guests, the first had several people outside waiting and presumably he must have assumed the other would be the same. He turned around, walking passed me, but instead of going towards the well lit party area, he turned down a path marked by low level solar lights. I guessed that he was looking for somewhere to pee. I really should have returned to the party to wait. He glanced over his shoulder towards me and several other people nearby. I didn't think he'd noticed me watching or following, and he carried on along the path. After a few seconds hesitation, I followed as he disappeared around a curve. Even now I can't explain why. I wasn't in the habit of watching men pissing. I'd had several glasses of wine, enough to lower my inhibitions. I suppose, curiosity got the better of me, wanting to see how big his cock was. There was a full moon, some background light from the barbecue area and the house, enough to see reasonably well. I knew from previous visits there was a small orchard, surrounded by a wire fence ...
    and low hedge. I hung back as he went through the gate, then quickly crept forward and crouched behind the hedge. I was just in time to see him get his cock out and start to urinate. There was just enough light to see, from the position of his hand and where the jet of glistening piss started, that his flaccid cock had to be a good 8 or 9 inches. I crouched, almost mesmerised, watching as he aimed his piss, high up a tree, the stream splashing against the trunk. Unable to stop myself, I unzipped my dress up to the waist. The zip sounded incredibly loud to me, but he didn't seem to hear it or the fence post creak when I had to grab it to keep my balance as I parted my legs. I could feel the cool air on my pussy, knew I was wet even before I touched my cunt, slipped a couple of fingers into my hole and began to finger myself. He'd almost finished, the stream now a trickle, a few final squirts. He turned facing directly towards me shaking the last few drips off and I had a clear view of his beautiful black cock. I think I gasped, or moaned, he turned his head towards me as if he'd heard, looked for several seconds, without apparently seeing me, before putting his cock back in his shorts and walking out the gate. Despite my white dress, he didn't notice me crouching 20 yards away, with my dress half unzipped. At least so I thought. I had stopped masturbating, keeping still and quiet while he left. I knew that I should return to the barbecue, but still felt horny. A combination of ...
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