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at a
convenience store. Alot of guys who come in flirt with me and tell me how
cute I
am but I've never really seen myself as being "hot".
One of my biggest fantasies has always been a little weird. I've always
wanted
to give head to a stranger through a gloryhole. It sounds simple enough but
it is'nt.
I've never been able to find a gloryhole anywhere. I've looked in adult
bookstores,
rest stops on the highway, etc.
So one day I'm at work and I'm cleaning the bathrooms and when I'm in the
men's
bathroom it hits me like a ton of bricks...make your own gloryhole stupid! I
don't
know why I never thought of that before. So with that in mind I finished
cleaning the
bathrooms and went to the back where we keep some Interracial Sex Thumbs Amos fucked me. He knows and yet all he does is stand there and get hysterical asking me to say something.
I stepped into the shower and let it rain down on me. As I sat down on the ledge and felt the water splash on my breasts, belly and inner thighs, I began to get horny again.
"God," I thought, "I can't seem to get enough!" I wanted more of something, I kept thinking. As I closed my eyes and let my fingers rub along my once again swollen pussy lips, I dreamed of being taken by an African tribe of huge black men.
I imagined them forcing me to do all kinds of unmentionable things. Things I had never before actually done with a man. At least, with a white man. But they were things I was now thinking I would do. At least, do with a black man.
And there was one particular black man, much older, and very persistent, who I thought I might be persuaded to do all of these things with...
His name was Amos.
That name now sounded like music to me. I wanted him, and his body, so, so much.
As my fantasies about the old janitor continued...I came. Very strongly, almost violently.
"OH...Oh...oh..ooooohhhh. Oh, Amos, Amos, Amos," I mumbled over and over.
That night in bed Andy climbed on top of me and tried to mount me. But couldn't.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn't even get close to getting hard. It seemed pathetic, as he started just rubbing his limp genitals against my pussy. Then suddenly, rolled off me and began whimpering in our bed.
I thought, does he expect me to comfort him! He disgusts me!!!
How strange, it seemed, that here was a man who laughed at another man approaching his wife, but who now found her being taken from him by this very man. And now this Ôlaughable' old man was, in effect, emasculating him through the seduction of his wife.
Who is laughing now, I thought.
The next morning as I dressed for work Andy started in again.
"Look I'll forgive you, Ok? But from now on you tell him, ÔNo'. Understood?"
I looked at him with loathing, "Why don't you come down to work and tell him ÔNo' yourself. And be a manÑfor once!"
"Fine. I might do just that!"
"I won't hold my breath...," I said as I walked out.
At Springthomas Tube Blacks Dick black cock in a
gloryhole. I've always
wanted to suck off a big ass black cock, but I've always been too shy or
nervous to actually
go out and pick up a black guy face to face, but a gloryhole would be
perfect!
So he sticks his dick through the hole and my pussy floods with
excitement...it's black!
I grab it with my hand and start stroking. It responds quickly, stiffening
nicely to my touch.
After just a few seconds it's completely hard...and hard it is. Wow, you
should've seen this
guys cock, it was one big, beautiful black cock, and hard as a rock! It was
at least 9 inches
and really thick with a perfect "apple" head.
I take it and put it in my warm, wet mouth and start sucking the head and
swirling my tongue
as he moans in pleasure. I try deepthroating it but only get a Interrracial
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At this point my face was already red from embarrassment and anger at being treated like a slut.
When we got down the hallway to an area where we could talk, I turned to Amos and said:
"So, you haven't called...what's the deal about that?" I tried to say it casually, but my anger and nervousness betrayed me and Amos could hear desperation in my voice. I was his.
"Babe, it only been a couple a weeks. Jeez, I didn't think you'd be needin' mo' so soon," he chided me with a big condescending grin.
"Look, cut the condescending crap!!!" My voice rose suddenly. Again, giving away my neediness.
"Whoa, whoa there , baby...You sound like you gettin' a little attitude again. Now you remember what happened last time you got some attitude...you wants some mo' dat?" he said referring to the bitch slapping he had given me in the back room of the bar & grill the day he fucked me.
Then his face lit up, "Then again, maybe dats exactly what you want. Huh, babe. I gots a feelin' you liked it a little rough, eh?" he said, crudely smiling down at me.
My face was red and I found myself somewhat dumbfounded at what he'd just accused me of. Maybe because there was much more truth in it than I cared to admit to myself.
Again, I felt my whole body respond to what Amos had said. As I tried to look down to evade his lewd stare I began to feel my breasts lift and swell. My damn nipples again began to protrude to obscene proportions against the tight fabric of the knit dress I was wearing. And my vaginal lips also were swollen and becoming slick in my nylons.
"Could this be?", I thought. Could I have liked the slapping this brute had given me. I remembered that I did feel so secure that day right after he did it. I felt very much in the presence of a man more powerful, more sure of himself, than I was.
And I liked it.
"I didn't like it," I lied.
"Well, you says no...but dese says, oh yessss," he said as he began grasping my breasts and thumbing the nipples.
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drill back
in my car and no one would be the wiser on who did it. I finished my shift
and went home.
I had the next day off and I planned on going in for soda or something and
then sneak my
way into the men's room and hide out in the stall and wait for a guy to come
in. That was
the plan anyways.
I do just that, go in and get a soda and slip off to the men's room
unnoticed and lock
myself in the adjacent stall in anticipation of a man using the stall next
to me. I wait
and wait and finally I hear the door open. I perk up in total excitement but
he does'nt
use the stall, he uses the urinal..."Fuck!" I say to myself. I totally
forgot that men
don't always use the stall toilets, unlike us women who don't have urinals
in our bathrooms.
So I 
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Now I was on my knees, having just sucked off a 65 year old janitor, and covered in this black man's cum.
I started crying.
"Oh shit, man, let's not get into that sweet meat," he said, getting irritated.
"C'mon," he grunted as he lifted me up and helped me into a side room off the hallway.
He flicked the light on and said he's help me get cleaned up. He found some paper towels and handed them to me as I wiped my face off and blew my nose. I very much wanted his sympathy...and more.
But he was clearly just trying to get his cheap thrill over with so he could get back to work.
I began to cry again as I toweled my sticky hair.
At that, Amos put his arm around me and said, "Hey sweet meat, I'm sorry. Jus' havin' a lil' fun is all, k?"
I nodded my acceptance of his apology. And he started stroking my neck from behind. It felt gentle and so good. Some tenderness, finally, from this brutish man.
Then his hands came around from behind me and started kneading my tits. First gently, then more roughly. I could feel his hardening dick nudging between my ass cheeks. Even through my dress and his pants, it was so large I could feel every minute detail of its outline, from the veins to the thickening plum-sized knob.
Without any further words or warning, Amos lifted my dress up and over my head.
"Shit, I needs you agin', bitch," he exclaimed.
"Get the bra off.." he demanded. I brought my arms down from trying instinctively to cover my breasts. After pausing a brief moment, I reached behind my shoulder blades and undid my brassiere. I let it slide down my arms to my hands and through it to the floor.
"Get those off," he motioned to my pantyhose even as he was undoing and pulling off his pants.
I peeled down my hose which were wet in the crotch--which had now become so common for me, especially, when around AmosÑstepped out of my heels and kicked them off.
Amos had glanced at the wetness in my hose and mumbled, "Horny toad..."
He pulled his shirt off and was naked now except for his boots. I put my heels back on and stood naked before him.
"Turn around and bend over!"
I Cuckold Videos it was just too much.
It was bubbling out
from the corners of my mouth and oozing all down my chin and neck. I started
gagging but did'nt
quit swallowing his tasty, sweet jizz as it almost started going up my nose
like milk when
you laugh, but this milk was'nt cold, it was very warm.
He finishes dumping his gigantic load in my mouth and I hear him zip up
his pants and say
"Thanks slut." and leaves as I sit there with his cum still running down my
face and a throat
glazed with his sperm thinking to myself how fucking awesome it was...and
the best part is I
don't even know who he was and he's already gone and I'll never, ever have
to worry about seeing
him again. Not to mention nobody except me will know that I finally sucked
off a black guy, and
nobody will ever find out. 
Leah Luv Mandingo Amos fucked me. He knows and yet all he does is stand there and get hysterical asking me to say something.
I stepped into the shower and let it rain down on me. As I sat down on the ledge and felt the water splash on my breasts, belly and inner thighs, I began to get horny again.
"God," I thought, "I can't seem to get enough!" I wanted more of something, I kept thinking. As I closed my eyes and let my fingers rub along my once again swollen pussy lips, I dreamed of being taken by an African tribe of huge black men.
I imagined them forcing me to do all kinds of unmentionable things. Things I had never before actually done with a man. At least, with a white man. But they were things I was now thinking I would do. At least, do with a black man.
And there was one particular black man, much older, and very persistent, who I thought I might be persuaded to do all of these things with...
His name was Amos.
That name now sounded like music to me. I wanted him, and his body, so, so much.
As my fantasies about the old janitor continued...I came. Very strongly, almost violently.
"OH...Oh...oh..ooooohhhh. Oh, Amos, Amos, Amos," I mumbled over and over.
That night in bed Andy climbed on top of me and tried to mount me. But couldn't.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn't even get close to getting hard. It seemed pathetic, as he started just rubbing his limp genitals against my pussy. Then suddenly, rolled off me and began whimpering in our bed.
I thought, does he expect me to comfort him! He disgusts me!!!
How strange, it seemed, that here was a man who laughed at another man approaching his wife, but who now found her being taken from him by this very man. And now this Ôlaughable' old man was, in effect, emasculating him through the seduction of his wife.
Who is laughing now, I thought.
The next morning as I dressed for work Andy started in again.
"Look I'll forgive you, Ok? But from now on you tell him, ÔNo'. Understood?"
I looked at him with loathing, "Why don't you come down to work and tell him ÔNo' yourself. And be a manÑfor once!"
"Fine. I might do just that!"
"I won't hold my breath...," I said as I walked out.
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than halfway down
when I slightly gag. That does'nt stop me though, I keep trying to get more
and more of his
big black dick in my mouth. Much to no avail, I gag repeatedly. Not one more
millimeter of that
cock is going to fit in this girls mouth, maximum capacity has been reached.
So I just find the
"sweet spot" and settle into a good, steady rhythm of stroking and sucking.
By this time he's "ooohhing" and "aahhhing" like a caveman, god I love
making men make those
sounds, that's how you know you're a good little slut, and that's what every
man wants, is'nt it?
A cook in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom, if you each one good a man
makes the same sounds.
That's what my Mom used to tell me, and she was a good cook.
My pussy is drenched by this time as 3 fingers