The Best I’ve Ever Had Part 1

I’m sure every black girl has said the words, “I’d never date a white boy, are you crazy?” I thought so too and my entire life, all 23 years of it, has been spent pursuing my own kind. I thought my opinions were normal, I mean every black girl goes for black guys right? Yet all through college all my girlfriends kept muttering the phrase, “That white boys kinda cute, tho…” Is there some kind of magic spell they’ve been put under? All 8 of my friends, all beautiful black women, have fallen for white men on some level. Some just had a casual fling, others got married, but every single one of them has had the cock of a white boy stain their beautiful black pussies. I was the only hold out, I had to stay firm in my belief. As hard as I tried to stay loyal to black men, black men rarely tried to stay loyal to me. In fact as soon as my brothers grew up, they went straight for white girls, Asian girls, and Latinas. Everyday, all across my college campus I saw black men with women of other races. I think in the four years, I only saw one real black on black couple. Imagine how the white supremacist guys I hear so much about online would feel if they were a black woman like me knowing that not a single man from your race wants you. Maybe this is why my friends are going out with white guys, but no matter what I still had hope.

After my graduation three months ago, I decided to spend a year traveling. I found myself in a resort in the Caribbean, and tried my hardest to find a black man to at least hook up with, if nothing else. I wasn’t a virgin, I found one black boy in college but he didn’t stick around long after. Everyday I see these beautiful people and it turns me on so much just being around them. This hotel appears to be clothing optional, though there’s no signs saying so. I’ve seen two white women, and even a little girl running around naked. They turned some heads of the older folks but I knew they were really just trying to find a black man like me. If you haven’t figured out by now, I am a fiercely racially loyal black woman, and not like those mid-tier looking people that hates when the pretty people fuck other races kind of woman either. I was a tall thick, busty woman. My curly hair ran all the way down my back and my face, soft and gentle looking with a pair of E-cup breasts and a thick ass and hips to match. I knew that at some point, my family tree had white people in it, my face was too “white” looking, but my skin was still a very dark brown, like dark chocolate.

I didn’t feel comfortable enough to walk around naked, but I had on a tight skimpy bikini most days when I left my room. Almost every day I ate breakfast alone as some old white man would leer at me across the room, lust in his eyes. He was far too old to actually do anything so I let him look, besides, his wife wasn’t the youthful bunny she might’ve been years ago. Usually I take a long walk on the beach and let the sun turn my soft skin even darker before finding a place to eat. I was meeting a friend of mine, a girl from college at a night club tonight. She promised we were going to get all the cock we wanted at this place and I was so excited. She was the only other hold out, never fucking a white guy, or anyone else. If I was going to find my black boy, it was going to be tonight. I went to a hair salon a got my hair put in a silk press, I always looked stunning with that style. I put on the tightest, skimpiest, revealing dress I had and walked to the club. My tits had grown since the last time I put this dress on, years ago in college, and were almost spilling out. I met my friend and we went inside, the bouncer eyeing us up and down.

The dark lighting and loud music reminded me of my college parties, I hadn’t been to one since but there were men and women pairing up for a fling around every corner. We hung around the bar and paid for the first round of drinks ourselves. She was even prettier than I remembered dancing in the glow of the club lighting. As the night went on, many men offered to buy us drinks but I turned them down, I just didn’t feel attracted to them. But my friend disappeared several times throughout the night. The last time she left was with a pair of white guys and that was almost 20 minutes ago. Each time she came back looking more disheveled than before. It was now close to 1:00am and I still hadn’t found a man. My friend came back and said that I absolutely need to find a cute white guy and take him back with me, that I wouldn’t regret it. I couldn’t believe it, even her. My night was going from bad to just about ruined. I was in the club alone, my only friend kept leaving, no doubt to go get fucked or blow someone in the bathroom. Now she says I have to let some white man have his way with me? I couldn’t handle it, and I just blew her off and went back over to the bar to grab another drink.

I was sitting alone with my drink, sulking, feeling depressed when a man put came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. “Can I buy you a drink, I hate to see such a beautiful woman look so sad and lonely?” I turned to look and saw towering over me a 6’5″ at least white man looking down at me. He had the most sympathetic looking eyes for me and the strongest jaw line I’ve ever seen. Like a thunderbolt had hit me right in the gut, I lost all thoughts, emotions, and reasoning. I couldn’t believe it that after all this time I too would get hit by the fever so many of my friends had caught. He had such a deep sounding voice too, I let him sit next to me and we started talking. I told him what was wrong and he just sat and listened. All I’ve ever wanted was a handsome, caring man, but I never thought it would be a white man. I didn’t think I had that much to drink as I didn’t feel drunk, but I didn’t think I would lose my long held belief in only going for black men either. But as we sat and talked I found myself flirting and touching his arms and shoulders. He’d return the gesture and caress my wrists and arms, and lay a hand on my knee.

After more than an hour of flirting, he asked me if I wanted to go somewhere more quiet. I told him I had a room with a nice view just up the street from here, before slapping myself in my head, realizing I just invited a white boy up to my room. He accepted of course and we walked out of the club together. On the way out I passed my friend who was sitting between two white guys, frat boys by the looks of it, flirting with both. I gave her a wink and a nod signaling I was leaving her with my new friend and she gave a kiss back at me. As we walked back to my hotel, my new friend told me that he works security for this building. He said the amount of people he sees walking around, riding elevators, even fucking in the halls, is staggering. As we got closer to the main door, he told me of this one time a couple weeks ago he saw this brunette lady riding the elevator naked with a black guy who was barely clothed himself standing next to a mother and daughter. Then a day later that same mom and daughter going up to the same floor as the first couple, also barely clothed, then naked on their return. As we went through the lobby, he told me we should take the back room service elevator as it doesn’t have cameras, and at this time of night, no one would be using it.

By the time we got in the elevator, I had lost any semblance of inhibition. The door closed and I turned and grabbed his face and kissed him. Standing on my toes to reach him, he quickly returned the kiss and grabbed my ass with both hands to bring me up closer. I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist as we made out the whole way up. We reached my floor and he carried me down the hall to my room. As soon as we made it inside, my dress flew off. I was in no need of clothing tonight, that white boy is in fact, very cute. No doubt about it and I wanted to see if his skills in bed were really all they are hyped up to be. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a loose fitting, white button up shirt which highlighted his forearms. Let me emphasize, he was wearing, but the shirt was on the floor in seconds after I ripped it open to reveal his muscular, toned body. Fuck he was sexy. I was totally naked, only wearing my dress with nothing underneath, so when that came off I was at his mercy. I knelt down at his feet and like a submissive little girl, I opened his pants and slide them down to his ankles. Underneath was a pair of boxers which revealed a dick that I thought couldn’t possibly belong to a white man. I’ve only ever heard how small white men are compared to black men but I never seen a dick so big, so pale. The sheer grandeur of it overcame me and it was in my mouth right away.

Gulping and sucking, gagging and deep throating. Holy fuck it tasted so good. I grabbed his ass and pulled myself as far down on it as I could. The feeling of his big, low hanging balls slap against my chin as he bottomed out his cock in my mouth sent my brain into a factory reset mode. I couldn’t believe I had been missing out on this, thinking these racist thoughts against men like him. I couldn’t been a married woman and a mother by now if I had accepted the advances I received from so many of the white guys in school. As I throated myself on his massive shaft, he ran his fingers through my hair. Almost unphased by the slut level of dick sucking I was giving him, he looked down at me and said I have the most beautiful hair. I blushed and felt a innocent girly level of loving emotion run through me, even though I had his penis lodged in my face. I swallowed his balls, and played with his cock up and down but he refused to give me his cum. Instead he pulled me up and laid me on the end of my bed, bend my legs back and open, before kneeling at my feet himself.

He buried his face in my pussy, something no man has ever done to me before. I couldn’t even describe the pleasure I was feeling as his tongue spread my lower lips apart. I had only ever fucked two men in my entire life, both black, and they used me aggressively like a rag doll. I just thought that’s how sex was supposed to be and tried my best to enjoy it. I never thought it could be so good like this. As my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my head pulled back in intense pleasure, I thought “No fucking wonder my friends went out with white boys, this shit is the fucking best!” That was before he stuck his fingers in me. All this pleasure from just his tongue, but when he added his fingers in, I was over the top. “OH FUCK PLEASE! PLEASE YES! HOLY SHIT, I CAN’T FUCKING TAKE IT! IT’S SO FUCKING GOOD!” I let out as the first real orgasm of my life hit like a freight train with no brakes. He didn’t stop to take a break for my orgasm, he just kept going, and going, and going. “HOLY JESUS FUCK I CAN’T TAKE IT! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!” I screamed while he had two fingers in both my asshole and my pussy, pulling his fingers back quickly as he rested his upper lip on my clit, sucking my clit and penetrating me with his tongue.

My entire pelvis was twitching on the bed after a chain of intense orgasms rocked through my body, sending a stream of squirt all the way to the ceiling. It was raining in my room as he continued to eat me while my juices flooded everywhere. I had never before felt the way I felt now. No man had ever made me squirt, let alone like I was right now. I had just experienced more orgasms in 10 minutes of his pussy eating than in the past 23 years. As far as I was concerned, this man is my new husband. The dopamine pair bonding I felt from the orgasms he was giving me made me do a 180 from my position on white men just this morning. I wanted him fully and completely. Everything he had to give, I wanted. “Baby, I want you inside me! For real, I want that fucking cock to rip me open!” I said as the last of the chain of orgasms finally subsided. He dragged his tongue up my body, kissing my belly all the way up before stopping and sucking on my tits. They were rather large and I knew he may have never been with a girl who had such large boobs as me before. He grabbed tight with both hands and motorboated me. After the pure bliss he had given me, he deserved every minute of fun he wanted with my tits. I felt his cock slap against my mound as he sucked me. My body was heaving and sweating, I was more open and ready for him than I had ever been for a man my entire life.

Finally he pulled up level with my eyes and told me, “You’re the sexiest girl I’ve ever seen. I don’t think I can pull out of you tonight, babe!” I didn’t want him to. I wanted him fully, and that meant his cum as well. I felt the tip of his cock spreading my lips apart, then he slowly pressed down to the base of his cock till his hips were pressed against my own. My life was changed from that moment on. Never again would I even look at another man. Somehow this white boy broke through my racist exterior and used his cock and tongue to get to the melted interior of my pussy. As he fucked me harder into the bed, he held my head in his hands gently. Staring into my eyes with each powerful thrust made me feel so safe, protected, loved, and warm. When I was with my old black lovers, I felt like a body, just a set of holes to be used and thrown away when filled. With him, I felt like real woman, a equal partner and it made me want to submit to him even more. As much as he treated me with respect, the more I seemed to want to submit to him. I didn’t understand it, but I enjoyed the feel of his thick white cock inside the soft pink interior of my chocolate pussy.

“Oh my God baby, I fucking love you so much! I want you to fuck me all night! I want your cock in me all night!” I moaned into his ear as we fucked in passionate embrace, our heads held beside each other. He had been fucking me like this for God knows how long and I didn’t want it to end. In the past I’d gotten bored, or felt in too much pain to want to keep going but this time I prayed it wouldn’t end. My body was running on instinct, my mind was blank. I had my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his back. He pressed into me deeper and deeper, eventually he whispered in my ear that he was about to cum. I felt his cock began to twitch. “Do it baby! Fucking fill this pussy!” I whispered back to him as he released himself inside me. My eyes were rolling in the back of my head as my eyelids twitched in an orgasmic pleasure I had never known. I felt the warm gushing sensation of his cum swimming inside my cervix and I prayed he’d get me pregnant so I could spend my life with him. “Jesus Christ your pussy feels so fucking good!” he said cumming deep in it.

As he pulled out I looked at the clock. 3:48am. We had been fucking for almost an hour and a half after we left the club. This total stranger changed my life forever after “knowing” me for barely three hours. We crawled up into bed together and I laid on his chest, we were both still naked as my tits pressed against his nipples and my cum dripping pussy rested against his thigh. As we feel asleep he was stroking my hair again. “I never even asked your name, baby.” I said as I laid on his chest. “I’m Mark, what’s your name?” he asked in response. “I’m Katie.” I told him. We kissed and fell asleep in each others arms. This was the best Friday night I’ve ever had, and it would get better the next morning.

We woke up together, totally relaxed, and greeted each other in a way that showed neither of us regretted what happened last night. This man looked even more handsome in the morning sun than he did in the shadows last night. My right leg was resting over top his morning wood, making him hard. I softly pulled his face towards me and said I never wanted him to leave me, and that I’m all his whenever he wants. We kissed again and I moved on top of him. We made out as my tits hung down below me pressing into his chest. Quickly the sexual urges we had for each other hadn’t been fully satiated, and I found him guiding his cock into my pussy which I was frantically backing up onto once more. I was riding him cowgirl style, but not a gentle ride. I was in a full gallop on his meat kissing him desperately the whole time. I didn’t even feel the cum from last night inside me, no doubt it worked it’s way deep inside looking for an egg. Well I wanted a protein shake for breakfast and I was willing to work for it. Mark grabbed my ass and held it as I rode him up and down, grinding fervently on his cock. My pussy grabbing his shaft like a rock climber gripping the edge of a cliff.

In mere minutes I was overcome with my first orgasm of the morning. I didn’t know if he had jungle fever or if I had white boy syndrome, maybe both but I wasn’t done with him yet. He ordered me on my hands and knees and I did as I was told. I saw myself in the mirror at the end of the bed as he towered behind me. I watched myself get fucked as he pulled my hair back, showing my hanging tits flapping below. The face I made was one of desperation, that this cock felt so good inside me that I couldn’t imagine living without it. Mark didn’t last long this go around as I felt the cum hit the wall of my cervix like a bullet being fired from a cannon. I had never seen myself in a mirror as I took a creampie before but I recommend it to any woman as it’s something special to get turned on by yourself like that during sex. His morning wood persisted, and he rolled me over on the bed, entering me like last night. There was no doubt about it, this man was trying to breed me on purpose now. Normal sex fells great but filling the biological need to make a baby feels better. This man was a farmer planting his seeds in my fertile field, and I wanted him to do it.

As I had taken both of the loads he had given me in my pussy, I asked him to give me a facial so I could show it off to my friend. He fucked my cunt with intensity working out his last load before pulling out and jerking off onto my waiting body. The ropes of cum splashed against my face as he shot onto me. Covered in his seed, I looked in the mirror and saw my smooth black skin covered in thick white cum. It was all over my face and was dripping on my tits as well. Standing there, the load he left in my cunt was leaking down my legs. I took a picture of myself, and one with him behind me as he groped my ass. “Come on, let’s go get some breakfast.” he said.

“Shouldn’t we clean up and get dressed first?” I asked him.

“It’s ok, this hotel backs up to a clothing optional beach so lots of people walk through here naked. The managers don’t really care about it anymore so we can go down like this. Besides, I want to see those tits on display when I eat my morning meal.” he said glancing at my boobs.

I had never done full on public nudity, but I was with my man so I felt confident. We rode the elevator down and got our food. That same old man and his wife were there eating, this time I gave him a good look at my tits and cum filled pussy. He saw my cum covered face and started coughing as he probably had an orgasm in his chair. “So you aren’t worried about getting fired for walking around nude when you work here?” I asked.

“Oh no, lot’s of us have done this after a night or two with a girl. We don’t really care all that much anymore.” he said.

“Has anyone ever fucked here in the breakfast area before? Or is sex too far?” I asked him, blushing.

“I haven’t seen it, but I don’t think it’s off the table.” he said, “If you’re wanting to fuck in public, the pool on the third floor is the best place. It used to be adults only but now families are allowed up too. All the kids I see enjoy being naked around everyone and it’s a really fun time. I think you’d enjoy it.” he told me.

I think we might have to try that out…

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