Librarian

He was African, had been here in this country about five years, wasn't tall but thin and black skinned. He worked in the library, I asked him to show me something on the computer. He was friendly and chatty. We exchanged those looks that said I like the look of you.

I asked him what he liked best about living here and he whispered in my ear real soft, "White cock." I told him I had one of them. Then I whispered back, "It wants to fuck you."

So I met him on his lunch break and we arranged I should go visit him one night.

He answered the door in a red corset and panties, black wig on his head and high heels on his feet. I told him he was gorgeous.

In the bedroom I got a good look at his cock, a lovely black beautiful thing, pretty much the same size as mine. We rubbed them together. Had a good sixty niner too. When I fucked him from behind, we were both on our sides facing the mirror so I could see his body and hard cock as I pumped his arse, I watched in amazement as his black cock started shooting thick wads of nice juice over the sheet without either of us touching it.

I thought you can't fuck them better than that.

I slept over that night and now we're good fuck buddies.