BBC phone sex, getting stretched by big black cock part one

So I should probably confess something to you all. Most of you know that the moment I turned 18 I went hog wild and fucked pretty much anything and everything that presented itself. But what you may not know is that the moment I had my first black cock, I became addicted. So it’s only logical that I like BBC phone sex.

So I’m going to tell you about my absolute favorite BBC experience. Yes, even more than the swingers party I already told you about. It happened about a year ago, a little bit before my 19th birthday. I have been single for a while now, and a girl has needs, ya’know?

I was feeling particularly horny one day and in the mood to be absolutely stuffed to the max. Now that means one thing and one thing only… Big. Black. Cock. But not just any BBC, I needed a cock that would make even me balk at the sight of it. One so big and thick that I question whether it will fit. So what’s a girl to do? How does one weed through all the inferior cocks to find the one true supreme cock in the lands?

The internet of course.

I went online, posting an ad on doublelist. And I was very specific in my request. I needed a pussy slitting, gut wrenching, not sure if I’ll survive it cock. I got a lot of replies, and more than a few from white guys with disappointingly inadequate dicks trying to say they are 9 inches and “know how to fuck like a black guy with 12 inches”. Don’t make me laugh!

But then, in the sea of trash, one guy stood out. He was truly massive. The length isn’t what made him massive, he was maybe 8 or 9 inches in length. But his girth was truly off the charts. Forget about forearm, I have tiny forearms… this guy had a cock as thick as a one liter bottle of soda. It hung thick and veiny from between his legs, but I swear had a malicious aura. Like it’s one mission in life was to destroy little girls like me.

I wanted it.

So I replied back to the guy, immediately inviting him over. I guess in my rush to be stuffed, I didn’t even bother with asking his name. When he knocked on my door, I have to admit I was a little intimidated. He stood like a tower over me, my face was pretty much eye to eye with his nipple line. Not only that, but he was wide and bulky, like some sort of beefed up bodyguard.

My pussy clenched in response to him, and I didn’t bother with pleasantries. I just took his hand and dragged him back to my room, slamming the door shut behind us. He didn’t take long to catch on, so by the time the door was closed, his hands were already tearing my clothes off me.

My heartbeat raced and he grabbed my wrist, guiding my hand down his basketball shorts. My little hand came into contact with his cock and I let out an audible gasp, which he swallowed with his mouth. His cock was truly, frightfully huge. My hand went around a mere half of it, yet at the same time my pussy called out to me.

It demanded to be stuffed with this beautiful black cock. I planned to oblige…

I hope you loved part one of my BBC phone sex blog! If so, come back Sunday to read all about how I got stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey. Or if you want the steamy audio, check it out here!

xoxo

Aria

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