Where it happened: Tennis Court locker room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I’d never had sex or even a boyfriend until earlier this year.
A black couple and their 18 year old son moved next door to us in May, and it was not long before I got acqainted with the son, Phillip. He was tall, handsome and had a beautiful athletic body. We soon discovered that we had a mutual interest in tennis, and began to play together at one of our local tennis courts. We were both fierce competitors, and often played until we were both exhausted.
Toward the end of July, we were at the courts playing several sets. The place was nearly deserted, because most of those who played there regularly were off on vacation. After we concluded, we both walked into the locker room, the sweat pouring off our bodies from the intense play. There were separate facilities for men and women, so I went into the ladies shower room, and took off my clothes and got ready to take a shower. Just as I was turning on the water, much to my surprise, Philp walked in, completely naked, and sporting a huge boner which must have been 8″ or 9″ long. Without saying anything, he grabbed me gently around the waist with his powerful arms, and draew me to his body, with his erect penis rubbing between my buttocks. He also began massaging my breasts with his hands, and whispering softly in my ear, “Oh Cathy, would you please let me fuck you? I’ve wanted to do this for so long now, and I’d love to have you right now.”
I really didn’t know quite what to say. I must admit that I had dreamed a few times of having sex with a black man, but never thought I’d have the opportunity.
At any rate, being in his arms, and having my breasts massaged so gently and expertly, I became putty in his hands, and I said yes, without any hesitation. We got into the shower and washed each others bodies with the warm suds, and after rinsing off, he lifted me slightly and had me place my legs around his hips, and he entered me with just two or three thrusts, and with that he proceeded to pump what seemed like oceans of love cream into my body.He was exploding inside my vagina like a fountain. It did not hurt at all, and I felt wave after wave of delightful warm feelings go throughout my body. We kissed wildly, as I began to whisper, “Oh Phil, give me more, give me more. Go deeper, please go deeper.” And he obliged. And I met every thrust with one of my own, wanting him deeper and deeper inside me. When he had no more to give me, he withdrew, but his boner was still very erect, and so I knelt and began to lick and kiss that beautiful black, fleshy pole, and much to my surprise, he began to spurt even more of that white love juice into my mouth, and I swallowed every drop.
We were very lucky that day. I did not get pregnant. And since then, Phil has used protection whenever we have sex — which is 3 or 4 times a week now. Where all of this is going to end, I don’t know right now, but I do know that I do love Phil’s wonderful black power pole giving me pleasure, and I don’t know what I’d do without it.
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