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strawberry
blonde hair and have a nice pair of 32C tits. I have ALOT of sexual
fantasies but
I'm afraid to tell my boyfriend because I don't want him to think I'm weird
or a big
slut so I just keep them to myself.
The fantasies range from everyday "normal" stuff to extremely wild things
that I
probaly would never do, but they are fun and naughty to think about. One of
my biggest
fantasies is to be with a black man. This seems to be a very popular fantasy
for women
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wasn't wearing a bra...which is typical for the slut. Her belly shirt was fucking hot and exposed her pierced belly
button, and the demin skirt she was wearing barely covered her ass. Suddenly, I got a great idea.
"Hey Mary...come back to my place. We're gonna grab a keg and party."
"No fucking way you guys. I know better than that," she slurred, then stopped to lean up against a pick-up truck. Then
she laughed.
Our linebacker D'Andre spoke up next. He's the coolest black guy I know. Sometimes we call him Dre.
Get yo ass in de car! We gonna take da recruits to a strip joint."
Mary Jean perked up. "A strip joint?! Right on! I'm down! Let's stop and grab a 12-pack first!"
Before I knew it, we all jammed into my Nissan, went through the drive-through liquor store, and were heading to what
Mary Jean thought was a strip joint. Let me tell you, even though it's cool, this place is pretty gross.
No...fucking gross. But that's the fun of it...the recruits kinda freak out when we get there; then, after they
see the girls behind the glass, they're good to go. By the time an hour goes by, they usually don't want to leave. I'm
not so sure how Mary Jean would take this kind of place, but what the fuck? She was so drunk, she might not even care.
And if she did, we'd leave the bitch in the car.
When we pulled up, my question was answered. "You guys have got to be kidding me! This place is an adult bookstore! I'm
so fucking there!!!" Her voice made a sort of weird nervous sound, like butterflies were trying to escape her stomach.
Her slurring seemed to stop, too.
"Straight up we at a bookstoh," D'Andre said. "Like Black Cock Party Blacks On Blondes Wmv me what it's
for I'm given a big clue, and that's not the only big thing I'm given. A
thick, long black dick
pops through the hole. And like any good, self respecting white slut I grab
it and feel the
weight of it in my hand as I lean over and take it into my mouth.
Within seconds I get up off the toilet and get down on my knees so I can
really suck this
black guys dick like it should be sucked. There I am, In a crusty, dirty
bathroom stall, on
my knees with my pants around my ankles, my pussy not even wiped after
peeing, sucking the
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Interracial Candy dancer came over, spun around, bent over to pick it up, then spread her pussy wide. She slid some fingers in and
out, then twirled her clit. Then, to our surprise, she shove four fingers all the way to the hilt, stretching her pussy
lips to the max.
"Right on!" one of the recruits hollered. The other one knocked on the window and waved hi to the stripper.
"Ew!" Mary Jean said. Then we all laughed and kept watching. I knew it was time to test the waters...so I pulled Mary
Jean's dress up and grabbed her snatch. Of course the slut wasn't wearing panties, and that didn't surprise me. What did
was how wet her pussy was...it was soaked. And the test worked: she backed up into my crotch. I knew the night was on.
As we watched some more of the show, I looked down about waist high and saw a hole in the wall. I've heard of glory
holes before, and then another idea came to me. I pulled Mary Jean out and told stuffed some money in the recruits hands.
"We'll be right back," I told them.
"What the fuck? I was starting to like the show!" she said.
I looked her in the eye. Her eyes blinked slowly. "Are you fucked up? I asked.
"A little," she giggled.
"Do you know who these recruits are?" I asked.
"No. Uh-uh. Why, should I?"
"They're only the best two linemen in the country," I lied. "It's very fucking important we get them here." The next
words she spoke were so sweet, they sounded like music.
"What do you need me to do? I mean, can I help out at all?"
I smiled and didn't answer her. Instead, I drug her back into the booth. I grabbed the two recruits and pulled them
out. Then, I opened the door to the booth next to ours, grabbed the jerk that was in there with Barbie Cummings Blacks On Blondes Mandingo X in a wall as a hot white chick sucked it. It certainly caught
my attention.
I clicked on the link and went to the site. Gloryhole sex has been one of
my major
fantasies for years, not to mention sucking and fucking black cock. After
checking out
the site I decided to join, so out came the credit card and I signed up. My
pussy was
soaked with excitement as I logged in and began looking at the pictures and
some movies.
I was clicking through the scenes, looking for something I could "get
down to business"
with, if you know what I mean when I found it. It was a scene 
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unload."
"Hell yea," I replied. "I really do." I pulled a few more times. Then, I looked up. The biggest, blackest cock I've
ever seen was stuffed through the hole. It barely fit, the girth was so thick. I've seen that cock in the locker room,
and I knew whose it was. "Looks like Dre needs you."
Mary Jean turned and gasped. She sat and stared for a second, then made one of her usual stupid remarks: "No way. I'm
not looking at a horse cock, am I?" We both laughed. Then Mary Jean looked closer at it, like a scientist examing a rare
specimen. She knocked on the wall and shouted: "My lord Dre, what's up with this?" There was no knock back. I nodded at
Mary Jean, still whacking my cock, and she gave me an evil grin.
"Wanna watch me suck this giant black dick?"
I was so excited I couldn't speak. I just shook my head up and down. And with that, Mary Jean went to work. First of
all, she couldn't even wrap her hand around the fat cock. And she couldn't even get her mouth over the head. She pulled
it out, marveled at it once more, then spit on it. She jacked it off as fast as I was jacking my own cock. Then, she
tried to take as much of it as she could. She gagged. She suked. Tears welled up in her eyes. She sucked. Her makeup was
beginning to run. More gagging...more sucking...and then, as Mary Jean pulled it out to take a deep breath - the load. It
took us both by surprise.
To say this was a big load is silly. Have you ever seen the porn star Peter North? Well, I'm proud to say my friend
D'Andre made Peter North's load look small. Thick streams of white cum splattered her face. Her eyes were glued shut. A
thick wad even Interracial Massage And Creampie to orgasm. His
thick, black cum gushed
into my mouth, sweet as sugar and with half the calories. (hehe) I swallowed
every drop of his load,
feeling his black sperm clump in thick wads in my throat as more of it
poured from his twitching head,
that I eagerly welcomed to join the rest as I swallowed the last of his
sweet treat.
Oh, my, quite a fantasy, huh? Just writing this to tell you about it has
me all hot and bothered
again. I'm going to have to go back to the site and do it all over again.
I'll be sure to write about
it and send it in again. Bye...for now 
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wasn't wearing a bra...which is typical for the slut. Her belly shirt was fucking hot and exposed her pierced belly
button, and the demin skirt she was wearing barely covered her ass. Suddenly, I got a great idea.
"Hey Mary...come back to my place. We're gonna grab a keg and party."
"No fucking way you guys. I know better than that," she slurred, then stopped to lean up against a pick-up truck. Then
she laughed.
Our linebacker D'Andre spoke up next. He's the coolest black guy I know. Sometimes we call him Dre.
Get yo ass in de car! We gonna take da recruits to a strip joint."
Mary Jean perked up. "A strip joint?! Right on! I'm down! Let's stop and grab a 12-pack first!"
Before I knew it, we all jammed into my Nissan, went through the drive-through liquor store, and were heading to what
Mary Jean thought was a strip joint. Let me tell you, even though it's cool, this place is pretty gross.
No...fucking gross. But that's the fun of it...the recruits kinda freak out when we get there; then, after they
see the girls behind the glass, they're good to go. By the time an hour goes by, they usually don't want to leave. I'm
not so sure how Mary Jean would take this kind of place, but what the fuck? She was so drunk, she might not even care.
And if she did, we'd leave the bitch in the car.
When we pulled up, my question was answered. "You guys have got to be kidding me! This place is an adult bookstore! I'm
so fucking there!!!" Her voice made a sort of weird nervous sound, like butterflies were trying to escape her stomach.
Her slurring seemed to stop, too.
"Straight up we at a bookstoh," D'Andre said. "Like Creampies Interracial meat in the world. Gee, I'm not a naughty
little slut.
I try my best to down the whole thing, (it must be about eleven inches)
but about halfway
down it goes no further, gagging me. I think to myself "hey, this is my
fantasy, if I want to
deepthroat an eleven inch black cock without gagging I can!" So, I try
again, going down on it
until I feel the ballooning head slip slip past my throat and down deep into
it, the long, thick
shaft filling it up until my face was pressed against the stall wall.
I worked that enormous black pole in my throat for about five minutes