Written by Kathy T

Romance
4 Jun 2012


My names Kathy and one night my bf Dave and I got into a real nasty fight. I left our apartment and went for a walk to clear my head. I needed to find someone to stay with for a few days but I couldn’t think of anyone. It was already night time and I was pretty wasted from all the drink and smoke and I started to cry as I stumbled down the street. I didn’t know what I was going to do. I knew that I didn’t want to go back. All of a sudden I heard someone call my name. I looked up to see Mr. Johnson standing on his porch waving me to him. He asked me what was wrong and for the next hour I unloaded all my problems on poor old Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson lives around the corner and he recently lost his wife to cancer so I was trying to console him as he was me. After a while, he invited me in and said we could continue our discussion over some tea. Mr. Johnson was about 45 years old and kind of chubby and black. We were both pretty sad and emotional and he suggested maybe we should have something stronger than tea to lift our spirits. I completely agreed with him so he mixed some cocktails while I went to put some music on. In no time, we were talking and laughing and he jokingly came up to me and put his hand out and asked me for a dance. I gave him my hand and we laughed as he pulled me up and into his arms as we danced to the music. A slow song came on and he asked me if I minded dancing it with him one more and I said of course. He held me tight and I noticed his mood changing back to sadness so I asked him what was wrong. He told me that he hadn’t danced with anyone like this since his wife died. He looked like he was about to cry. I felt so bad for him. He was being so understanding and kind to me. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me telling him everything was going to be ok. I lay my head on his chest as we swayed together to his song. He held me even tighter and all of a sudden I felt his cock getting hard against my stomach! I froze!! I didn’t know what to do. It kept growing and growing. I started getting a little curious to how much bigger it could possibly get. I found myself lightly moving against it to make it harder. Here I was, dancing with a widowed black man, 25 years older than me and trying to get him aroused. The effect I was having on him was turning me on. All of a sudden the massive bulge was so obvious that Mr. Johnson backed away embarrassed and saddened and kind of freaking out, apologizing for his actions saying again, that he hasn’t had this happen to him since his wife and I went to him quickly and put my arms back around his neck to continue dancing telling him its ok and that I’m flattered I could get him to feel like that again. We embraced again and as we danced it felt even bigger than it did before. I wanted to ask him how big his big black cock was but I was afraid. He whispered in my ear that he has a spare room and if I needed to get away from my bf for a while, I could stay there with no strings attached and theres a lock on the door and I would be safe there with him. I couldn’t believe how kind and generous this lonely old black man was being. I decided right then, to repay his kindness. As we swayed to the music, I reached down between us and grabbed that stiff pole poking at me. “Kathy.. what…what are you doing?” He couldn’t believe what was about to happen to him. I looked up at his sweet brown eyes and smiled as I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. His eyes appeared to be watering as he told me how long its been since he has had a womens touch and how grateful he was. I took out his cock and it was a sight to behold! Long and thick. At least 9 inches. I began jerking on it and he started moaning loud. I couldn’t believe how hard and hot his huge black cock was in my hands. I couldn’t get my eyes off of it. I bent down to spit on it and he went crazy and started cumming in spurts all over the floor and rugs. Ive never seen so mush thick cum! He apologized for being so loud and so fast and I told him that was nonsense. I kissed him on the cheek and told him I would take him up on his offer for tonight only and that I should go back home and to my bf the next day to sort things out. He pointed me to the guest bedroom and we said our goodnights. He was right, there was a lock on the door and I used it as I intended to play with myself till I fell asleep thinking about that old black mans huge cock. I became obsessed that night with that old man. I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t get his old cock out of my mind. At around two thirty in the morning, I crept out the room and down the hall towards Mr. Johnsons room. His door was wide open and I could hear him lightly snoring. I got up on his bed, expecting to wake him but he seemed to be a heavy sleeper. I lifted up his blanket and crawled under. I quickly pulled on his pajama bottoms and found what I was looking for. I lay my face against it and inhaled his black cock musk. I started giving loving kisses up and down his black shaft and licking my way up to his fat black cock head. I heard him almost wake so I stopped real quick and then began kissing his beautiful cock all over again. He started getting harder and harder by the second. He was moaning in his sleep probably thinking he was dreaming. It was hard enough so I climbed up him and sat myself right above his delicious black cock. I lowered myself on him and my aching pussy was finally getting what it needed. His huge black cock was stretching me wide and hitting nerves that were about to send me to heaven. Just then I looked down and Mr. Johnson was looking up at me in a daze. I smiled and brought my lips down to his and started French kissing him. By now I almost had his entire black cock deep inside me and as we kept kissing, I had the climax of a lifetime. Mr. J was humping back at me and as I was cumming, he quickly filled me up with his hot cum. We were both on fire and we must have woke up the neighborhood with our lovemaking. I collapsed on his chest with his softening black cock still inside me and dozed off to sleep. I was awakened some time later laying on my side next to him and his hard black cock rubbing at my sweet spot from behind. He may not last too long but he sure has stamina. I lifted my legs apart and reached down and guided that black beast back inside me. He reached around me and played with my nipples as he showered my neck and shoulders (ears too) with sexy wet kisses from behind. He started pumping hard and I thought he was going to blow again but instead he lifted me up and started having me doggy style. He was giving it to me hard and deep and I had to burry my head in the pillows to keep my screams down. He was lasting long and making me go cum crazy! He came in me for the second time and we fell together in each others arms and fell asleep again. I woke when the sun was coming through the window and looked back at my sexy old black lover who was still asleep. I had to get up and leave but was drawn back to that huge black cock just laying flaccid on his stomach. I stared at it and it wasn’t long before I was kissing it all over again. This time he woke up and held me by the hair as I sucked and bobbed up and down all over him. He liked watching me sucking on him and licking his black balls. I told him I wanted to swallow and taste all his sweet hot cum before I left and he said he didn’t want me to leave but that his invitation was always open whenever I needed. I kissed him on the lips and told him how sweet he was then I went back down to finish my black cock sucking. In minutes he was moaning wildly and shooting his sweet cream in my mouth.


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