Where it happened: Family Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Call me a little quirky, but I had always dreamed about fucking a black guy in our family room, which had a black and white decor: White walls,with black trim, and black furniture, including this large black, leather davenport along one wall.I had had a crush on Devon,this Senior whom I had seen around. His parents were both from Jamaica, but he had been born here in the U.S.He was tall, about 6’2″, nice build, black curly hair,handsome face.He was the Center on our high school basketball team. This was a secret crush, because he really had not paid that much attention to me, except to say “Hi” a couple of times in the hallway at school.One day, about 6 months ago, at the Food Court in the Mall, we found ourselves standing next to each other at the McDonald’s eatery, and he smiled and said, “Hi.” I decided this was my time to get to know him better, and I started a conversation with him. We both got our Big Macs and drinks, and sat down together in the Food Court. We talked and taked for probably an hour there.When we were ready to leave, I asked him if he’d like to come over to our house for a little while, and, to my surprise he agreed.I knew Mom and Dad were gone that day to visit my grandmother in the next town, so when we got to my house, we were alone. That day, I got my wish. We sat and talked on our black, leather couch, and before long we were making out pretty heavily.He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and at one point, while we were kissing, I slipped my hand into the waistband of his jeans, and found that he wasn’t wearing any underwear briefs. His fairly erect penis was in my hand, and I started stroking it. Meanwhile, his hand was inside my sweater, playing with my breasts and we were both very heated up. Our kissing was becoming very passionate. Finally, I whispered in his ear, “Devon,please fuck me!” He said, “Are you sure?” I said “Yes, I’m sure.” He then explained that he had not planned on having sex that afternoon and had no protection with him. I told him it would be O.K. as long as he withdrew before ejaculating inside me.And so, we got naked and started to fuck on the black leather couch. It felt so nice and cool as I laid down, and I wondered if his 9″ would actually fit inside me. I had my doubts, but as he began to penetrate my vagina, he slowly but firmly worked his way in and before long, we were working together in perfect rythm. I had had sex with a couple other boys before, so I knew what to do.And it was obvious that Devon knew just what to do to make a girl happy. Just looking at Devon on top of me, in that White room, with black furnishings, gave me a really exhilerating feeling. I wanted to make it really pleasureable for him, and I did as I raised my pelvis to meet his every thrust. After about twenty minutes or so (or so it seemed — I wasn’t timing hime), he whispered in my ear, “I’m going to cum, so I’d better withdraw.” I didn’t want him to stop, but I also didn’t want to get pregnant, so I said O.K. And moments later he was squirting semen all over my chest and some on the black leather surface of the couch. As I saw these droplets all over, I thought to myself,”What a beautiful thing — this white semen on this black couch.” And as our black and white bodies lay there, I wished that someone could have taken a picture. As I said, I am a little quirky and fantasize a lot.But this was no fantasy today. It was the real thing. After he was done, he just sat on the sofa, and I kneeled in front of him, with that beautiful black penis in my mouth. I pleasured him til he came again and again. Later,after cleaning up, we just walked around naked there in the family room for awhile, before he had to leave. Devon and I have had sex probably a dozen times since that afternoon, but always using a condom. I love it now when he comes inside me. The warmth of that sperm erupting into the condom and against my vaginal walls makes me warm all over. I think I’d like to marry Devon some day, but I’m wondering what my parents would say. They are not very open or broad-minded about things like this.
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