October 6, 2008

Bill sat at the security desk and passed the evening watching the customer service representatives leave for the day. Of the 200 women that worked there, few had escaped his sex fantasies. At 7:30 everyone was gone. He read the newspaper until 8:15 when the phone rang.

“Security, Bill speaking.”

“It’s Mae, Sugar,” she said with a faint southern accent. “Everyone else is gone. Why don’t you be sure to lock the front door, then come on back here to escort me to my car.”

“Where are you?” he asked. Her big sexy voice was really what got him hot. Mae was a big black woman with a big ass, big tits, a big smile and a big laugh. She was always throwing little sexual innuendoes in as she made small talk, but nothing had ever come of it. Bill got hard just hearing her voice on the phone. He fantasized about her thick juicy lips on his, her warm, electric hands caressing his body. He knew that he was oozing pre-cum already

“I’m in the executive conference room all the way at the back.”

“Be there in a few.” He got right up from his desk and checked the door to make sure that it was locked. He walked quickly to the south end of the building to the customer service area and through the rows of cubes. Finally he reached the conference room. From the outside the room took up half the wall. The wall separating it from the customer service reps was glass, but inside a heavy curtain was drawn shut. From the doorway came a dim light. Bill entered.

Amidst the large leather armchairs and the dark wood sideboards and matching table was Mae. She sat on the edge of the conference table, her shoes off, her feet on a chair. She flashed Bill a sultry smile, and summoned him with her index finger.

He stood before her, unassuming, letting her take the lead.

“I have to admit, Billy, that I haven’t gotten much done in the past few hours.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’ve been thinking, wondering what your pasty white cock looks like and what it will taste like when I suck it, how it’s going to feel when I fuck it.”

Bill shivered. His underwear hurt it was so tight on his cock. There was something completely irresistibly sexual about Mae. It was all attitude. Of the two hundred women that worked there, lots were better looking, but Mae had it. “That’s funny,” he said. Because I can’t tell you how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about getting my face into your big black crotch sucking on your pink pussy.”

Mae let out a heavy sigh. “Good thing that we’re thinking alike on this.”

“Yeah,” said Bill.

Mae reached out, grabbed him by the belt buckle, and pulled him forward. She put her arms around his neck, pulled his face to hers, and gave him a long, deep, passionate kiss.

Bill felt as if electricity were flowing through his blood. Her tongue gently explored his mouth, while her hands began to undress him. As they kissed his pants fell to the floor, then his shorts. His cock stood at attention as she played with his balls then began unbuttoning his shirt.

Bill shrugged off his shirt and went for her zipper. Gently he tugged from her nape to the small of her back. Moments later her dress was around her waist.

“Sugar, just a minute.” Mae stood up and carefully removed her dress. Bill’s cock ached from hardness as he saw Mae reveal her black one-piece slip girdle with attached stockings. The bra-straps were wide and padded; the six stocking straps were equally wide. The bodice and bra cups looked bulletproof; Mae looked like a Sears’ catalogue lingerie model.

Bill almost fell down getting his shoes off and stepping out of his pants.

Mae sat on the table in her underwear; Bill stood before her in his socks. He reached out, slipped the bra-straps from her shoulders, and freed her massive tits. They were like twin, monster jugs of chocolate ice cream topped with fist-sized globs of hot fudge. Bill leaned forward and began sucking her nipple feverishly.

Mae let out a long, low moan. She entwined her fingers in his hair and pulled his face closer, silently urging him for more. “Yeah Sugar, oh, that’s it.”

While not exactly sure what she wanted, Bill took a guess. He planted one hand on the breast he wasn’t sucking and tweaked her nipple. He slipped the other hand between her soft thighs. She wore no panties; and pussy was wet and smoothly shaven. Bill moistened his middle finger on her juices and slowly slipped it between her love folds. He felt Mae tremble and knew that was going in the right direction. With his thumb he rubbed her clit as wiggled his middle finger in her cunt.

Mae’s ass started bouncing on the table. “Oh Sugar, that’s so good. I want you to fuck me, please. She gently disconnected him from her tits and pussy before climbing on the table and turning around. She was on her hands and knees, her feet hanging off the table, and her pussy exposed for the taking.

“Lick me Sugar, will you? I want your tongue on my pussy.”

“Yeah, you want a licking huh.”

Mae wagged her ass. “Oh baby, yeah. I want you to lick my pussy before you fuck me. You lick me, and I can promise you’ll never regret it as long as you work here.”

“Yeah? That sounds good. How about you lick me at the same time?”

“Oh yeah! I haven’t sixty-nined anyone in a long time. Come on up!”

Bill got up on the conference table and after some maneuvering and shifting they were both comfortable. Her broad, black butt eclipsed the overhead light. He put her arms around her expansive ass and pulled her cheeks apart. Slowly he coaxed her, so that her warm belly was on his chest and her soft, fleshy pussy was planted on his mouth. He licked her hot wet cunt, sliding his tongue deep between her pussy lips and running it to her clit. He heard her moan loudly as she grabbed his cock and sucked it into her warm velvety mouth.

Mae played with his balls as she rimmed the head of his cock. She kept her tongue floating over the slit, around the underside of the head. She stroked him with perfect pressure at the base and ran her fingers up the underside of cock.

He felt her body quiver and her thighs closed around his head. Mae licked him harder and faster. It was clear that she was going to cum and didn’t care if she made him cum too. Bill went with it and licked her faster too. He used his nails and gently scratched the inside of her ass cheeks as he licked her clit and nuzzled her sopping pussy with his whole face. Mae’s body shook then stiffened. With his cock still in her mouth, she continued to suck, but the rest of her was still. Bill licked her clit five more times.

Finally Mae screamed, “OH YEAH!”

Bill kept giving her small sporadic licks on the clit, each one causing her to shiver.

Mae popped his cockhead into her mouth and sucked on the tip as she massaged shaft and balls with both hands. He knew right there that she was going to lick him until he had an orgasm. He relaxed and continued to caress her ass with his hands and nails. She slowly rotated her hips and pushed her ass into his hands to let him know that she liked it.

Bill felt the heat build in his balls. As she licked his cockhead, every tongue stroke sent a jolt of please through his body. Mae fingered his balls then sucked on the tip as if his cum was the ice cream at the bottom of a milkshake. Suddenly, he felt the tremble; his body stiffened and Mae sucked him hard. He quivered with orgasm as she pulled it out of him. When he was done, he licked her clit, giving her another shiver of her own.

Mae got up so that Bill could get out from under him. He sat up and they kissed passionately. She licked her own juice from his lips; he could taste his cum on her tongue.

“Sugar, that was some good foreplay. Are you ready for the nasty?”

“You bet,” Bill replied.

Mae got on her hands and knees again, her feet hanging off the edge of the conference room table. Bill walked in from behind. He rubbed her pussy with his hand then wet his cock on it. He heard Mae take a sharp breath. Slowly he eased his plump cockhead into her tight pussy. He stood there for just a moment, and then he began small pumping motions. He couldn’t believe how incredibly tight she was.

Mae moaned. The more Bill pumped his cock in and out, the louder she was. It felt so good to have a man inside. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,” was all she could say.

Bill grabbed her fleshy hips and started pulling her as he pumped. He would let go with one hand and give her wide black ass a smack. He knew she was worked up, but didn’t know how close until her tight pussy got tighter. He thrust deeper so that his balls were wet from smacking her clit. He couldn’t hold back much longer. “I’m gonna cum,” he said.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, Sugar, me too, uh, uh, uh!”

“Uh!” Bill grunted as he came deep inside her. He rocked his hips letting her tight pussy pull his cum out. Afterwards, they embraced and kissed. Her warm massive breasts pushed against his chest as he stood naked and she in her one-piece.

As Bill walked Mae to her car she said, “Wait until I tell the sisters.”

“Tell them? About what?” Bill asked, horrified.

“That the old wives’ tale about white boys being willing,” Mae kissed him passionately on the lips, “and very able to lick pussy is true. You’ll have the sisters lining up every night for some of that.”

“Please don’t tell anyone,” Bill pleaded.

“Sugar, it’s beyond my control. Just think of it as a perk of the job. I know I will.”

October 5, 2008

I’d never been friendly with a black girl before but Tamara was different, not only different from any black girl I’d ever met but different from any white girl, as well. Some of it might have been that she grew up in Jamaica and had a lilting British/Caribbean accent that didn’t seem as threatening as the ghetto speak of the other black girls I knew. Whatever it was, we hit it off from the first day she started working in the grocery store. When she was working the register and I was bagging, it was more fun that I’d ever had in my short sweet life. One night we were out on break together and I fired up a skinny joint. She gave me a big old grin, her pearly white teeth just shining in her pretty black face and took to sucking that smoke down like a pro, no coughing or nothing. With a bit of buzz on I finally found the guts to ask her out and just about shit my pants when she said yes. I knew my daddy would just about flip if he knew I was dating a black girl but figured what he didn’t know wasn’t going to hurt him none.

Our county has got one of the few drive-ins left in the whole state and since I already knew Tamara liked movies, I figured it was a right good choice for our first night alone together. I like fixing up old cars and I had me a 59 Caddy that I put some special effort into the next few days figuring I’d give her a surprise when I pulled up in the big pink monster with it’s chrome glittering. Well, sure enough, her eyes got all big when she came out of the door and saw that big finned beast all waxed up and looking fine. She always struck me as pretty but usually I just seen her in a blouse and jeans. That night she was wearing a flowered dress that sort of swished around her round hips and highlighted her big round boobs. Her bare brown arms and sexy legs were a sight to see as she came bouncing down the stairs and got in to the Caddy. Her hair was all done up in cornrows and the megawatt smile she gave me just got my heart a thumping something fierce.

When we got to the drive-in I parked the beast near the back hoping to be away from all the families with their screaming rug rats. I’d rolled me up a little number and after awhile pulled that little doobie out. Well, y’all can just imagine my surprise when Tamara reached into her purse and pulled out a joint that looked like a cigar. I put my skinny little thing away while she fired up that big thick fellow. From the first taste I could tell that this was some potent weed, indeed. By the third hit I was pretty wasted, by the fourth I was wondering how I was going to be able to drive us home. It was just about then that I felt Tamara’s hand on my crotch.

She stubbed the gigantic roach out in the ashtray and leaned forward. I didn’t hesitate for a second. My lips met her soft, full black lips and soon our tongues were tangling with each other. She was wearing some kind of spice and flower perfume that went straight to my head. Between her scent, my buzz and her sweet brown hand rubbing on my crotch, I didn’t have a chance. My dick was as solid as Sears. I slid my hand under her dress and started caressing her smooth inner thigh and she didn’t protest none, in fact it just got her to kissing me even harder. When I slid my hand up towards the Promised Land I got me one whale of a shock. I was expecting to feel panties but my fingers landed on moist curly hairs. When she unzipped my pants and reached for my hard cock I just moaned in her sweet mouth. Pretty soon her black hand was jerking on my white dick while I was fingering her hot wet black pussy. We kept on kissing something fierce while we squirmed up against each other. When we finally broke off that long passionate kiss I wasn’t too surprised to see that we’d fogged up the windshield. Normally that would have made it pretty tough to see the movie but it was getting pretty obvious that neither of us was exactly in a movie watching mood.

When she climbed over into the back seat I had me the lovely sight of her big round brown ass and I followed right after it. I pulled down my pants and briefs and she shucked that dress in near record time. I grabbed me one of her big black boobs and just commenced to sucking on the nipple. That caused her to start moaning and before I knew it she was grabbing my white hog and pushing it toward her moist black cunt. It didn’t seem like a good time to argue. Her pussy felt hot and tight and I slid in just about as deep as I could go. Tamara wrapped her strong black legs around my back and we commenced to fucking like we invented the sport. My balls were bouncing round the crack of her big black butt and her soft round tits were pressed against my chest as I drove my hard white cock into her pulsating black pussy over and over again driven my the pressure from her rocking legs. Our bodies were slapping together in a fuck frenzy, her black smooth skin just a pounding back at my skinny sweaty white body both of us groaning with lust while we screwed like manic minks. Maybe it was the weed but I could swear I could feel my balls bubbling with cum as the tension built in my groin. It wasn’t too long before all that bubbling and churning got to the point when I knew I was about to burst. Tamara reached down between out sweaty bellies and began frigging her cunt and moaning that she was gonna cum. I tried holding off as long as I could but when her hips started pounding up against me like a jackhammer it was getting pretty hard to hold off. Then she did something that just blew what little was left of my mind.

Just as her body stiffened and I felt her pussy muscles clenching round my throbbing dick she reached behind me and stuck a long black finger right up against my puckered little asshole. Well, that just drove me further into her hungry hot black cunt and set me off like a fourth of July fireworks show. I began cumming like I’d never cummed before, it felt like I was squirting gallons of hot white sperm into her throbbing pussy in jerking squirts while her long finger fucked my ass. I just about passed out and, for a moment there, thought I might actually die from the pleasure.

As I lay there in the back seat of the Caddy, holding Tamara tight and trying to catch my breath I came to the realization that my daddy was just going to have to flip and then get over it. I knew there was no way I was letting this girl go, even if it took marrying her. I intended to jam with Tamara the rest of my life.