A Baby for Elise - Sex Stories

A Baby for Elise

... not be lying, or I'll…" "I'm not, James. You can have me." I wanted James to fuck me, but I didn't want to explain a black baby to my parents. "Alright. Get on your knees and suck my dick." I was only too glad to kneel before my new black master and please his gorgeous prick. I worked his cock and balls with my lips and hands until he let loose in my mouth. Like before, there was too much for my little mouth and white streams escaped my lips and trickled down his penis. When James finished, I licked every bit of come from his cock and balls. Unlike Don, James was still rock hard after he came. Almost before I could get back on the seat, he had me on my back and got on top of me and started stroking my clit with his shaft again. "I want to make you come with my cock." I wanted him to make me come with his cock, too, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from asking him to fuck me with that beautiful penis. He wasn't gentle with me, and it only took a few minutes for me to reach orgasm again. I spread my legs wide and threw my head back and moaned as my clit exploded under his fat black shaft. I smashed my cunt against his cock, but I couldn't get close enough to satisfy me, and my ecstasy was almost frustrating. But then, when my orgasm was about to subside, I felt hot ropes of jism on my tummy and breasts. James was coming, too, and the feeling of his big black dick throbbing between my legs and his semen on my body threw me back into orgasm. I came so hard that I was ...

... almost in a trance until James parked my car in the parking lot at the store and left me saying only "I'll see you Sunday. Meet me behind the Co-op at 7:00, after supper." After I got home, I thought about what had happened and what would happen. By rights, I should let my boyfriend take my virginity, but he seemed like a boy next to James. James had a man-sized cock and he took charge like a man. He didn't fumble around with my bra or my jeans, he just took the off like he had a right to my body, and he made me feel like a woman. His blackness turned me on in a way I had not thought possible. I was going to let James fuck me even though I was anxious. His cock frightened me as much as it excited me. Just the little bit of head I had taken had hurt and I knew taking a monster like James's for the first time would be painful. My girlfriends who had had sex with average boys said it hurt badly. I didn't want to know what James's cock would do to my virgin pussy. I was also scared of myself and my lust for James's black body and his black cock. I had never felt such a craving, and I didn't want to admit my love of black men, but it was so obvious I had to. It made me feel like a slut and I hated myself for it. But I couldn't resist James and the promise of being fucked by a hot black stud. I dreaded the prospect of breaking up with Don and going with James. I didn't want my parents to find out I was dating a black guy, but I would go with James if he wanted me to. I just didn't want ...