1. My First Group of Black Men


    Date: 10/30/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Group Sex, Interracial, Author: BBCcumlvr, Rating: 62.5, Source: sexstories.com

    blushed and played coy when he walked over to sit right in front of me. As he lowered down he turned his head and said, and this is verbatim with an accent: “Hey there, I was hoping you would show up.” It blew my mind, and I couldn’t wait to see why for myself. We spoke with Adonde after the game, and he gave the name of a nightclub to meet at in about two hours. Dee and I went back to the room and fucked furiously for an hour, starting on the elevator since the cute Black desk guy might be watching on the closed circuit as he was prone to doing. I told him I would wave to him going up to our room, so look for me. He said he would and sexually I was wild thinking about it. We showered, I waxed my pussy again and put on a silk wrap around skirt with a tiny top and matching pumps. In America, in most cities this outfit would get me arrested (hopefully by Black cops so I could negotiate for mercy!) but in Paris it didn’t cause any head turning except the welcome kind. We went into the club and got a table in the darkest corner near the bar. We saw several of the players, some already with girls – all white girls – entering, including the Cameroon player in skin tight, somewhat transparent mesh-like pants that made no attempt to conceal his enormous cock which lay thick and prodigiously stretched out down his thick right thigh. I felt and heard myself involuntarily moan at the sight. He spotted us and walked over with confidence and some urgency. The music let up for him to ...
    speak, like the room was working for him. A 20 something blond followed him and sidled up alongside in a way letting him and everyone know, if he told her to kneel down and suck him then and there, she would. I would have too, and I wanted to, real bad. “Da coach, he said to find ya here and tell you two he got detained or something and will call you at the room later or early in the morning.” He saw the disappointment come over my face. “But not to worry, he asked me to whirl you around the dance floor, and ya know, show you a good time.” And he winked and licked his thick lips. I was dripping wet. The music started and he asked me to dance. Before I could answer, he shooed Angel – his pretty blonde’s name - over to the table telling her to “entertain the gentleman”. I saw her hand land on Dee’s lap as she sat down smiling and introducing herself. Walking to the floor with him leading me by the hand, I could see his red briefs under his pants, and lost control and grabbed his ass saying something about being curious about the fabric. He spun me around and I continued inspecting his pants in front, and his growing cock too. He pulled me to him and said something like, “Coach says you are an Angel.” I found that interesting for some reason. “Really? Why?” He smiled and drove his hard cock into me, and slid both his hands onto my ass to hold me securely to him. “He says”, and he’s yelling this over the music, “that you are the real deal, the real white girl, who loves the Black Man ...
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