Black Cock Phone Sex

By , November 13, 2010

I love doing Black Cock Phone Sex! There’s still something taboo about a white woman lusting after big black stud and his enormous cock. And it’s not just the size of those black cocks, it’s the way black men fuck. They have all the right moves and are naturally dominant. There are and I’ve done a variety of Black Cock Phone Sex fantasies and here is one example …

I have to admit that I am a slut for big black cocks, especially Mr. Thomas’ massive 12″ dick! Even though I promised my husband, Mark, that I would never go near Mr. Thomas again, I couldn’t help myself. I had to email him. He told me that he knew that I had been thinking about him and his cock. I told him that I had promised Mark that I would never, ever see him again and that if Mark were to find out that I had seen him again, he’d divorce me and completely cut me off financially.

I told Mr. Thomas that I was ashamed and horrified that I was even thinking about seeing him again, and I couldn’t even admit to myself how wet my cunt got just thinking about his cock. Then I found myself typing “I’ll do anything for your big, massive fuckstick!” and hitting ‘send’. I couldn’t believe that I had sent such a thing and on the surface was kicking myself for sending it, but deep down, I was yearning for a reply. Here is Mr. Thomas’ reply:

“Alright slut, if you want it that bad, Mr. Thomas will give it to you … HARD! I’ve gotten a suite at the Hilton near our houses for Saturday. Be at room 4369 at exactly 1PM. Wear the red outfit … red thigh highs with the lacy tops, lacy bra, panties, red pleated skirt, and that tight top showing off your nice perky tits. Ger your nails done bright red and of course, your strappy red “Mr. Thomas is going to slut-fuck me HARD” shoes. Don’t you dare touch yourself tonight … just think about all the nasty things Mr. Thomas is going to MAKE Gabi do early tomorrow afternoon. I’ve built up an ENORMOUS LOAD OF CUM for my little bitch after Mr. Thomas has fucked her senseless.”

I struggled with whether or not I should meet Mr. Thomas and in the end, I couldn’t resist. I arrived late and paid the price for my lateness. I had only expected Mr. Thomas to be there and I couldn’t have been more wrong. If you’d like to know what happened the other day in room 4369, you’ll have to give me a call, but I can tell you this, it made me feel even dirtier, nastier, and naughtier than I’ve ever felt in my entire life! And I yearn for more!

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