I know, I know you’re probably tired of hearing about it. But it’s getting problematic for me. After my divorce was finalized, I went to a local bar to relive the single life. My husband left me for some whore from work, and I just wanted to be done with him so everything went fairly quick, considering we don’t have kids. Now I’m a 29 y/o woman without a husband. I haven’t been fucked in months, and my clock is ticking, I’m getting desperate. So I went from bar to bar trying to find a man to bring me home. Bar after bar was met with nothing. The next day I tried something different, I put on my cheapest dress and went out to a night club to look for guys there. The bouncer let me in right away and within 30 minutes there was a tall well dressed black guy talking with me. I had never been with a black man, I never really was interested in any kind of interracial relationship, but I’m not racist or would rule it out either. I’m a tall busty blonde girl, blue eyes and very real E-cup breasts.
So by this point I’m so desperately horny I just want a cock, no matter who it’s attached to or what color it comes in. I go up and kiss the man I’m talking to and tell him to bring me home, now. We leave together right then and there, grab a taxi and drive to his place. He’s fingering me the whole time in the backseat, making me moan and giggle like a slut knowing the driver can hear and see us. We make it back and we compose ourselves just long enough to make it to the elevator, but once the doors closed our lips were locked and my legs wrapped around his waist. He carried me down the hall and opened his door. As soon as we were inside my dress came off, with nothing underneath. He fucked me on the kitchen floor right behind the door, we never even made it to his bedroom before he was balls deep in my pussy.
His cock was so big too. Not like porn star size, but over 6 inches for sure. My ex-husband was lucky to get 5 inches most days so I felt the difference. I had my legs raised as I begged and moaned like a whore for him to breed me with his black dick. Fuck I wanted it so bad. He fucked me so hard too, harder and deeper than ever. Either he had no intentions of pulling out or my leg lock was just that strong but he emptied his big leathery balls into my pussy on the kitchen floor, grunting loudly as he did. My first black guy was a creampie. We got up and went to the bedroom, I worked his cock back to life with my mouth and we fucked two more times in every position I ever wanted to try. I’ve never had so many orgasms than with him, and never have I had my pussy creampied this many times back to back before.
We woke up the next morning together and fucked two more times, with another blowjob in the shower afterwards. That night I went to the club again and got another black guy, this one a little older, to fuck me. This has happened every night for over two weeks now, never the same man twice, but ending in creampies every time. I haven’t taken a pregnancy test, I know sooner or later I”ll get knocked up by one of these men if I’m not already. My body count has grown from 4, plus my ex-husband, to 23 in under a month. The only person I know that I’ve told is my mother. She loves me and supports me no matter what, but has asked to send one or two of my hook ups over to her place. I simply can’t stop fucking black guys. It’s getting worse though, tonight I arranged to have two men at the same time, and I said they could record the experience. I’ll tell you how it goes if you want later…
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