slut-solutions: Black Dicks are the Best!My mama always warned me about black guys. She told me to s
slut-solutions: Black Dicks are the Best!My mama always warned me about black guys. She told me to stay away from them and that they were dirty and gross. I listened to her for most of my life and every black guy that tried to talk to me, I rebuffed. I was perfectly happy with all of my white boyfriends. I thought that they were nice and they knew how to fuck me. Many of them would make me cum and I thought I knew what intense pleasure was. I was blissfully unaware that there was something darker out there waiting for me, something that would make me cum in ways I couldn’t even fathom back then. My mama would have killed me if she saw me talking to Marquis. He was extremely black and at first, I was afraid that my mama would find out and somehow punish me. I was already twenty-two and I was almost done with college. I had just broken up with my white boyfriend, Luke and I was upset about the way he had left me for a black girl. “You don’t even like black girls!” That was what he had always told me. I felt betrayed by the fact that he was now dating a tall, Amazonian woman named Diamond. She was everything I wasn’t. I was devastated. I was a good girl. I didn’t drink, smoke or do drugs but I wanted to drown my sorrows in something. That was when Marquis stepped in and gave me something to drown my sorrows in. He was tall, black and handsome and he seemed to appreciate me in ways my white boyfriends never had. “I love how tiny you are!” he would tell me and I liked the way he said those words. He was extremely into me and he showed me with an intensity that my past boyfriends had lacked. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was black or not. I had never allowed myself to get close to a black guy before Marquis. It started out with me wanting to get back at Luke for finding Diamond but as I got to know my new, black boyfriend I realized that he had a lot of things going for him that my past boyfriends did not. I’ll never forget how I felt the first time I saw him naked, his rippling muscles distracting me from the biggest prize of all. By the time my eyes made their way down his chest to his defined abs I was already wet. His cock wasn’t even all the way hard and it was easily double the size of Luke’s, if not bigger. I was a bit shocked. I had heard that black guys had bigger dicks but this was ridiculous! I wasn’t sure I could even take a cock that big. “Come here, Wendy,” he beckoned me over to him. “I want you to touch it.” “Um, okay…” I was so happy as I moved my hand to touch his abs. “No, my dick Wendy. Come on, babe. Touch it.” I smiled up at him. “You are so sexy, Wendy. Touch my black cock, baby. Touch it.” I reached out and touched it. It was so big and hard. It felt perfect and I looked up at Marquis to make sure he liked what I was doing. “Kiss me, Wendy.” I raised my lips to meet his. He had to bend down a bit because he was so tall. His big lips worked against my own in a sloppy, sexy kiss. I felt his passion and I’m sure he could feel mine. “Let’s go back to my place. I need you right now.” “Okay,” I squeaked, scared to fuck a black guy for the first time. My mother was in my head telling me not to but I couldn’t resist the lure of Marquis and his big, black dick. I followed him back to his place and once we were safely inside I could feel my fear working through every nerve of my body. “You seem tense, Wendy. Let me relax you.” He put his hands on my body and began to touch me slowly on the back. I could feel the current of his touch as it’s force flowed through me. I instantly felt more relaxed. I could also feel his big cock pressing against my back. “Relax baby. Why are you so tense?” “It’s just…” I stopped. I didn’t want to sound racist but I was scared. “I’ve never been with a black man before. I…um…don’t know if I’m doing it right.” “Oh, baby girl. You’ve totally got this. I’m yours, Wendy. I want to pleasure you and make you cum. I’ve totally got you.” “Okay,” I said tentatively but I could feel his strength. Black guys were nothing like what my mama had described. I felt safe with Marquis as I let him remove my clothes one piece at a time. He kissed me as he pulled me to the bed and lay me gently on his pillow. He was naked and on top of me, his kisses bringing me a passion I had never felt with a white man. I could feel his huge cock working against the entrance to my pussy and I wondered if he would even fit inside of me. I had never questioned my pussy in quite that way before. I had never been afraid of a cock but I was a bit scared as Marquis began to push his cock inside of me. “How’s that, baby?” he asked, going slowly.“It’s so big. I can feel it stretching me out.” “I love stretching out this tiny, white hole. Are you going to be my little white pussy to fuck, Wendy? I promise I’ll make you feel good.” I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t kidding. His cock was stretching my pussy to its limits. I had never had anything so big inside of me before and the sensations of being overfilled consumed my body. I was already shaking, my body betraying me in ways I never knew it could. No white cock had ever made me shake like this. Even my brain was shaking and I was certain that this was what heaven felt like. I screamed but Marquis covered my mouth with his so I was screaming into him. He moaned right back into my mouth and I felt our souls merge into one. He began to pump his cock in and out of me and this was a new revelation for me. I had never been properly fucked and I hadn’t realized it until that moment as Marquis fucked me for the first time. I was screaming as the pleasure rocked me to the rhythm of his thrusts. He was the new center of my universe, the black hole that was now dragging me in. What would my mother say if she knew that I was enjoying this? What would my family think if they knew this black cock was filling me in ways no other cock could? The orgasms didn’t end. Just when I thought one was over, Marquis would work his cock in me at a different angle and it would start all over again. He was laughing. He was laughing at me! I wanted to scream at him and ask him why he was laughing but I was cumming too hard to do anything but let my eyes roll back into my head and scream. My hands gripped his sheets and he was holding me down by the hips, holding me in place so he could get his cock in me deeper. I screamed loudly for him and this time the orgasm felt like it was ripping me apart. I made a noise that wasn’t human. It was high-pitched and alien but Marquis still didn’t stop. I was scratching at his back and then his chest. I was trying to push him off of me but he wouldn’t budge. He wasn’t like my white boyfriends that were afraid to hurt me. Marquis seemed to like watching me squirm. Finally, he let me push him away. He kept his cock inside of me. He was sweating a bit, but not much. He didn’t even look winded. I, on the other hand, was panting like a dog on a hot day. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I had never cum that hard and I couldn’t believe I had endured it. I was thankful it was over. I hadn’t been prepared for Marquis. “You okay?” he asked, bending down to kiss me gently on the lips. “That was…oh my God! That was…amazing. Marquis. Oh my God!” “You need a break?” he asked. “Yeah.” “You came a lot.” “Yeah.” “Let me know when you’re ready for more.” “More?” I asked him. It was unbelievable. “You didn’t cum already?” “Wendy, who have you been fucking?” “White guys.” I was being honest but Marquis began to laugh. He thought this was funny. “White guys? No wonder! Wendy, you need a strong, black man like me in your life. Really. I’m not done with you. We haven’t even done doggy-style yet. Come on, girl. Bring that ass up here for me.” “I can’t. I can’t do it! I came too much!”“There is no such thing as cumming too much. Did those white guys tell you that shit?” “No.” “So am I the first black man you’ve ever fucked?” He was pulling me up and into doggy-style. “Give me that white pussy, Wendy. It needs some black cock. Let me show you what you’ve been missing, baby.” “You’re the first one. My mama told me to stay away from black guys,” I told him. “She did, huh? Well, your mama has never had good, black dick then or she’d be giving you the opposite advice. Let me be the first to show you, Wendy. Then you can run home and tell your mama that black guys are the best. How about that?” “I don’t know…” “How about now?” Marquis sunk his cock into me from behind. I let out a loud scream as I took it. He gripped me by the shoulders, pulling my body back and onto his big dick. I took his pounding, unable to believe just how much dick I was really taking. The pleasure was beyond what I had felt in the missionary position. He was fucking me hard and fast with a rhythm that no white guy could ever match. I screamed and I felt his hand shoot up and grab me by the hair. He pulled my whole head back and I couldn’t help but cum, my entire body bucking and shuddering as I screamed. There was nothing better than the feeling I was experiencing. Marquis had taken me there and I would never forget this moment. “What cocks are the best Wendy?” he screamed at me. “I don’t know!” “Yes, you do! Say it! Say which cocks are the best! Now!” “Black cocks are the best! Black cocks are the best!” I screamed. “I’m going to cum Wendy! You want my black cum in that little white cunt?” “YES! Cum in my white cunt with that black dick!” I screamed and I totally meant it. I could hear his breath quicken and then a grunt from deep within him erupted. He let out a few loud groans as his cum filled my little, white pussy. He held himself inside of me for a minute before he finally pulled out. I collapsed onto the bed and he did the same, pulling me to him. He cuddled me tightly. “Your body is perfection, Wendy. I love how tiny and white you are. It’s a nice contrast,” he laughed softly as he held his arm up next to mine to compare the color of our skin. The shade of his skin was sexy. My mama had been so wrong about this one. Nothing was better than black guys. No one had fucked me better than Marquis. His cock was so much better and his technique was far superior to any white man’s. I’m sure my mama meant well when she said that to me but as Marquis held me tight I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to stay off of his cock. My pussy had never cum quite so hard and that changes a girl. I no longer cared that Luke had left me for another woman. If he hadn’t I wouldn’t have met Marquis and sampled his perfect, black cock. “Your body is perfection too,” I told him and I meant it. From that moment on I knew I was done with white guys. From now on, my pussy belonged to Marquis and if we ever broke up, I would find another black guy. I always wanted the best and black guys were definitely the best! -- source link