1. A Night at the Theatre


    Date: 4/19/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Black, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Author: mrcomfy, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    getting wet again. There I was, on my knees in this fancy theatre, in front of this huge black guy, and his huge black cock was standing in my hands, his cock head in my mouth, and at first sight, he was totally ignoring me, he was watching the play on the stage. Well, that had to change. I started to bob my head up and down his huge cock. I managed to shove half of his huge cock into my mouth. It filled my mouth, just as my ass was filled. I looked up at him again. This time his eyes were closed and he enjoyed me sucking his cock, leaning back into his chair. I closed my eyes as well for a moment, and stopped, enjoying his cock throbbing in my mouth. It was so hot to have it between my lips. I sucked it like this for a moment, then I started bobbing again. I felt him reaching into my hair. He grabbed my head and pulled me back. For a moment, I thought I had disappointed him, but then I saw the lust in his eyes. He slipped forward in his chair, and grabbed his cock in front of my face. He slapped my cheeks with his cock head, wet with my saliva, which made me giggle. “Ssshh,” I heard a lady hissing, again. Somebody else was coughing, disturbed. But I didn’t care. I felt like this was the night of my life. He touched my lips with his cock head, then pulled back slightly. I looked at him, smiling. He wasn’t looking into my eyes; he was watching in awe how my saliva was glistening on his black cock. He touched my lips with his huge black cock again, this time moving it around ...
    on them like a lollipop. I pushed my tongue to it just as I would taste a bit of candy. Mr Johnson smiled and pushed my head back onto his cock. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. His cock pushed against my throat again and again. I controlled the gag response, controlled my breathing, tried to deep throat him, but he was so thick! I wondered how many other girls he had brought to this box. How many white girls. Was I the first? Had he bought vibrating plugs for their asses too? Had he filled their mouths with hot cum surrounded by hundreds of people? I hoped I was the first, or if not the first then at least the best. I wanted him to remember me forever, even if this was our one and only night – and I hoped it wouldn't be. I let him fuck my mouth just the way he wanted. My mouth was a pussy for him. I could feel his hot, throbbing cock pushing into my mouth again and again. He pushed his cock deep in my throat, held it there, then let it out, let me take and release a breath of fresh air before thrusting his cock back deep into my mouth. I enjoyed his hot moves with eyes closed, but he pulled my cheek up a bit and I opened my eyes again. We looked into each other’s eyes as he fucked my mouth. One of his large hands delved for a minute into my cleavage, grabbing my breasts, his thumb brushing against my hard, swollen nipples. They were too sensitive because of this whole evening, but I loved his harsh touch. His breathing deepened and I sensed he was close. I ...
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