My favorite time having a juicy big black cock in my mouth was just last Christmas and it’s definitely a story to share.

I couldn’t spend the holiday with my family. I had to work a ten hour shift at the office on Christmas day. When I got home, I barely had enough time to kick off my heels and I heard the doorbell. As I opened the door I felt the cold meet my skin once again and standing in front of me was my neighbor Carly. I welcomed her inside and out of the cold and she refused. Instead she offered me dinner at her place and I was confused, very delighted, but still confused.

Carly never liked me, I went to school with her for a couple years before she got transferred. The only reason her and I would bump heads would be because of boys. But not just any boys, all the guys she liked always liked me more because she would try too hard, so soon after that, she started being rude to me and then she transferred and I never saw her again. UNTIL, she moved in next door. I accepted her invitation anyway because I was hungry and I figured having some company on Christmas would be nice.

We walked to her place and I was welcomed with a rush of warm air and an aroma of scents filling my nostrils.

She led me to the kitchen and there he was. Sitting at the kitchen table cutting the roasted chicken on his plate with varieties of food on the table. She introduced me to a handsome black man and called him her husband. At that point, I was extremely confused because I have seen her with all kinds of other men but never this one. Not even once. So as casually as I could, I asked how long they’ve been together and he responded. Three years! I was amazed and I almost laughed.

She had only been living next door to me for about seven months and I had seen at least twenty different men coming home with her. Anyway, I sat across the table from him and started serving myself. I made sure I had a little bit of cleavage dangling right before his eyes. Once, I grabbed everything I wanted for my plate, Carly filled hers up as well.

Little did she know, I had slid my heel off and started lightly running my toes up and down his leg.

I could feel his pants getting tighter with that big cock growing. She explained to me over dinner how her husband had joined the peace corps. He ended up traveling and volunteering a lot and that’s why he wasn’t around too much. However, he had just graduated and was ready to be back home. The whole time she was telling me this, he had pulled his cock out already and I was rubbing my foot nice and gentle on that big meaty cock. 

Part one

Wanna hear more about me and his black cock? The rest of the story will be out on Saturday! If you can’t wait till then, check out my audio and hear it from my own sweet lips. 

 
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