Now we have all heard the rumors about black men and what they have packing in their pants, those BBCs. After hearing enough stories passed around between my friends, I simply have to try it for myself. And the opportunity finally presented it’s self. To be honest, I’ve never really thought about fucking a black man. Being so busy with all the other men that throw themselves at me I never have a moment to myself anyways.
Deciding on spoiling myself a bit, I get all dressed up and completely shaved, making sure I was prepared for anything. My main stop for the night was this hot spot in town that was always hype and crowded. And the only thing on my mind for the night was a stiff cock. The place was packed and in full swing, gliding through the crowd, doing a quick scan I find nothing that catches my eye, so I get comfy and start enjoying my night. About two to three hours into the night, I was about ready to call it a night until during my last glance around the room my eyes fall onto this gorgeous man already devouring me with his eyes. He was easily six foot five and dark like chocolate. He was nudging his equally sexy friend and motioning towards me.
I point my finger at the two of them and call them over, in a blink of an eye the two were standing in front of me introducing themselves. And as politely as possible I tell them that I don’t give a fuck about their names, but if they felt like having their nuts drained, then they were in the right company. The shocked expression made me giggle but they lead me out and to a hotel. When they stood in front of me and dropped their pants my mouth almost dropped. Without lying, they had the biggest thickest cocks I had ever seen. Immediately reaching out I wrapped both my hands around their impressive BBCs and started jerking, wanting them as hard for me as possible. My clothes fell off and my legs flew open, practically begging for that hard fucking.