Straight Female / 59
Black Cock
As you can see from my age, I am an older woman. About four years ago, my husband of almost 40 years passed away. I was devastated. I was alone. Everything was new all of a sudden.
In reality, it could have been a lot worse. I am healthy and fit. I have a good family life - kids, grandkids, sisters and both my mom and dad are alive. My husbands mom is still alive too. I have a beautiful house, that is paid for. I work at the local hospital in the purchasing department.
About a year ago, I was in Starbucks and the line was incredibly long. I was standing next to another mature (older), black male. Small talk ensues and we have a laugh that we will stand on this line for a 10.00 coffee. I get my coffee and he gets his basically at the same time.
I am about to say goodbye and he invites me to sit with him outside of Starbucks. I was silenced; I did not know what to do. This was the first man to take an interest in me since 40 something years ago. He immediately realized something was wrong and he apologized for being so forward. In a funny kind of way, his reaction made this entire situation go the way it did.
One 10.00 coffee and two hours later, he asked me if I had plans for dinner. I said no, but my kids and grandkids always invite grandma to dinner. But, the heck with it, what did you have in mind? He said my best friend owns ‘Zacks Steak House’ and I am sure he can get us a table.
We line up the table, exchange numbers and part ways.
I arrived at the restaurant at 5:55 and Collin was there waiting for me. He was nicely dressed - jeans, a button down shirt and nice leather shoes. I was happy that I matched his casual but nice attire with a yellow sundress and open toed shoes.
We went inside, met ‘Zack’ and found our table. Dinner was delicious, the atmosphere was perfect and this man was making inroads to my lack of dating. He understood my situation and was not here to force anything on me. But incredibly, I wanted more. I desired the adventure of this. I am not sure if it was all because of Collin, but yes, I was feeling a little ‘in the mood’.
As we walked to our cars, we stopped and kissed. Not just a peck, but an open mouthed, tongue kiss. My head was spinning - it was a long time - and my pussy was more than awake now. Funny note, I could feel my nipples go rock hard and start to poke through the sundress. I tried to cover them, but (unfortunately) my nipples have their own minds.
We finished by my car. Our hands were all over each other. His bulge was massive. My pussy was needy. He invited me to his house and somehow I said yes. I followed him there and texted my best friend to tell her where I was just in case I went missing.
He had a nice house in a nice neighborhood. As we entered, my mind was racing. My heart was pounding. My pussy felt like she was going to explode.
We started in the kitchen with a drink - tea for me and Crown Royal and Seven for him. Without my prodding, our kissing started. Our hands caressed each other, slowly undressing the other person until there was a small pile of clothes on the kitchen floor. I was in my brand new silky white thong panties as he led me to his bedroom, him only wearing cotton boxer briefs.
I was in heat. I was ready. He laid me on the bed and immediately started eating my pussy. He made me cum in maybe two minutes and it was wave after wave. I took my turn on him as he sat on the edge of his bed. His shaft and sack hung like a snake and two large tea bags. God was he hung. I knew what to do, but again, he was hung. I worked him up and down slowly until my mouth and throat got comfortable. After 15 minutes or so of worshiping his beautiful cock, he says he needs to cum. I said okay and began sucking him again. That was last time my mouth had any air until after he had cum in my mouth and down my throat. As I cleaned him up with my tongue and mouth he laid all of the way back on the bed. His cock never went soft.
He asked me if I wanted to keep playing and I agreed my pussy wanted more. He dug out a Magnum condom from his drawer, I put it on him and I lowered my (soaked) pussy on his hard, black cock. It stretched me as I bottomed out on his sack. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the word fuck came out of my mouth and started to ride him with the same rigor of our first kiss in the parking lot.
He filled two condoms that night. I came an uncountable amount of times. Yes, I texted my friend and told her I was alive!
We met a few more times and then it was time to move on.
I have had white cock and black cock since Collin, but I prefer black nowadays.
In reality, it could have been a lot worse. I am healthy and fit. I have a good family life - kids, grandkids, sisters and both my mom and dad are alive. My husbands mom is still alive too. I have a beautiful house, that is paid for. I work at the local hospital in the purchasing department.
About a year ago, I was in Starbucks and the line was incredibly long. I was standing next to another mature (older), black male. Small talk ensues and we have a laugh that we will stand on this line for a 10.00 coffee. I get my coffee and he gets his basically at the same time.
I am about to say goodbye and he invites me to sit with him outside of Starbucks. I was silenced; I did not know what to do. This was the first man to take an interest in me since 40 something years ago. He immediately realized something was wrong and he apologized for being so forward. In a funny kind of way, his reaction made this entire situation go the way it did.
One 10.00 coffee and two hours later, he asked me if I had plans for dinner. I said no, but my kids and grandkids always invite grandma to dinner. But, the heck with it, what did you have in mind? He said my best friend owns ‘Zacks Steak House’ and I am sure he can get us a table.
We line up the table, exchange numbers and part ways.
I arrived at the restaurant at 5:55 and Collin was there waiting for me. He was nicely dressed - jeans, a button down shirt and nice leather shoes. I was happy that I matched his casual but nice attire with a yellow sundress and open toed shoes.
We went inside, met ‘Zack’ and found our table. Dinner was delicious, the atmosphere was perfect and this man was making inroads to my lack of dating. He understood my situation and was not here to force anything on me. But incredibly, I wanted more. I desired the adventure of this. I am not sure if it was all because of Collin, but yes, I was feeling a little ‘in the mood’.
As we walked to our cars, we stopped and kissed. Not just a peck, but an open mouthed, tongue kiss. My head was spinning - it was a long time - and my pussy was more than awake now. Funny note, I could feel my nipples go rock hard and start to poke through the sundress. I tried to cover them, but (unfortunately) my nipples have their own minds.
We finished by my car. Our hands were all over each other. His bulge was massive. My pussy was needy. He invited me to his house and somehow I said yes. I followed him there and texted my best friend to tell her where I was just in case I went missing.
He had a nice house in a nice neighborhood. As we entered, my mind was racing. My heart was pounding. My pussy felt like she was going to explode.
We started in the kitchen with a drink - tea for me and Crown Royal and Seven for him. Without my prodding, our kissing started. Our hands caressed each other, slowly undressing the other person until there was a small pile of clothes on the kitchen floor. I was in my brand new silky white thong panties as he led me to his bedroom, him only wearing cotton boxer briefs.
I was in heat. I was ready. He laid me on the bed and immediately started eating my pussy. He made me cum in maybe two minutes and it was wave after wave. I took my turn on him as he sat on the edge of his bed. His shaft and sack hung like a snake and two large tea bags. God was he hung. I knew what to do, but again, he was hung. I worked him up and down slowly until my mouth and throat got comfortable. After 15 minutes or so of worshiping his beautiful cock, he says he needs to cum. I said okay and began sucking him again. That was last time my mouth had any air until after he had cum in my mouth and down my throat. As I cleaned him up with my tongue and mouth he laid all of the way back on the bed. His cock never went soft.
He asked me if I wanted to keep playing and I agreed my pussy wanted more. He dug out a Magnum condom from his drawer, I put it on him and I lowered my (soaked) pussy on his hard, black cock. It stretched me as I bottomed out on his sack. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the word fuck came out of my mouth and started to ride him with the same rigor of our first kiss in the parking lot.
He filled two condoms that night. I came an uncountable amount of times. Yes, I texted my friend and told her I was alive!
We met a few more times and then it was time to move on.
I have had white cock and black cock since Collin, but I prefer black nowadays.
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