Black Susan Interracial Sex

Black Susan Interracial Sex –

At age 65, I retired, ending a 45 year obsession with work.
I had always thought that this would be the time when I should try again to
form some kind of romantic relationship, and I took up reading the personal
advertisements.
Nothing much came of this, as no one I was interested in seemed to have
interest in a short, balding, slightly overweight 65 year old man.
Then I noticed Susan’s add; beautiful 19 year old Christian girl, in
Uganda,
Has won 1/2 athletic scholarship to a
Boston University, seeks a man to sponsor
Her in America, who is able to cover the
Remainder of tuition and other expenses
My own 19 year old African sex slave was an idea that stirred my lions, so I
answered this add.
8 months later [I’ll skip the boring details, but H.I.V. was tested for],
and I was waiting for her at the airport. I recognised her from her photo as
she emerged from customs and immigration, and felt quite a thrill as our
eyes met for the first time. As she came up to me, easily carrying her one
suitcase and a smaller carry on bag, I noticed that she was about an inch
taller than I. This added to the already considerable awkwardness of the
situation.
She dropped her bags, and threw her arms around me in a big hug, and in the
deep but still feminine voice I knew from the one time we’d managed to
connect on the phone, told me how happy she was to meet me at last.
She was wearing a long, heavy ethnic looking dress, a wide belt that
demonstrated the narrowness of her hips, open flat shoes, and a lot of
cheap, heavy bracelets and necklaces. I knew that she was a city girl, so I
suspected that the particular Africanness of her dress was for my benefit.
Her jet black hair was in many small plaits, with beads pushed over some of
them.
Her beautiful dark almond eyes were as big as soup plates at everything that
she saw around her as we went through to the parking garage, and she was
delighted by my late model American car.
Her skin was really black, like coal, and the contrast with her white teeth
when she smiled made her smile even brighter.
She had the wide nose that kind of spread across her face that I’d always
found unattractive in Negro women, but hey, the girl was 46 years younger
than myself, I wasn’t going to split hairs.
At my house, she was thrilled with everything except the sleeping
arrangements.
She stared at my double bed, and said; ‘No, this is not right! You are an
old man, I am a young girl. I don’t want to share your bed!’
‘But that’s the deal, Susan, I will take care of you while you’re here. You
can only stay in this country as long as I sponsor you. I pay your tuition.
This,’ I waved meaningfully at the bed, ‘Is what you must do for me’.
She became quite sullen, but seemed to be going along with it. She must have
known these things.
She had jet lag, and hadn’t slept much in the excitement before travelling,
so she had a hot bath, and slept. I gave her some space, but I couldn’t wait
to have her. I’d never been attracted to a black woman before, but this
situation had my hormones flowing at a rate that they hadn’t done in many
years.

I made dinner for us both, and we watched some T.V. she was slightly more
friendly, but still distant. It was time for bed, I told her, as though it
meant nothing special.
‘You go ahead, I come after’ she waved towards the bedroom.
‘No,’ I ordered, ‘you’ll come now!’
She obeyed me, but her eyes wouldn’t meet mine. Or maybe it was mine that
wouldn’t meet hers.
I leaned back against the desk in the bedroom and told her to take off her
cloths. Slowly, she complied.
She had an amazing physique. Long and lean, with the muscular thighs and
round ass of the runner that she was.
Her complexion was a smooth, even, almost black, like dark chocolate.
Her breasts were two firm, low, cones, the wide bases of which easily
supported the small amount of protrusion, only a few inches.
She had a lot of pubic hair, but her strong young legs were naturally
smooth.
Whatever this costs, I thought, it’s a bargain.
‘Lie on the bed’, I ordered her, and undressed as she did so.
‘Now, lie down on your front’
I sat down next to her, and ran my fingers across her wide shoulders, down
her long spine, and across her narrow hips.
She was silent and still.
I massaged her back, neck, and shoulders, enjoying the feeling of the firm
muscles I found. Her skin was as soft as a baby’s bottom.
I found that a little surprising, she was so big, so black, so strong. She
could probably crush me like a grape, but she was under my control! I could
do what I wanted! She was, for now at least, mine.
Briefly, I allowed my fingers to trace over that amazing behind, then,
resisting letting them go where they really wanted to, I moved down to her
thighs, calves, and feet.
I noticed that her feet were very rough, I’d have to do something about
that.
I pulled a blanket over her excellent form, and giving her a little pat on
the behind, I undressed and got into the other side of the bed, and touched
her no more that night.

Susan was in a great mood the next morning, and that was nearly enough to
repay me for resisting my lust the night before. We had breakfast of eggs +
toast, and we looked through her luggage together.
‘We’re going to have to do some serious shopping, Susan’
She was elated.
I took her to some boutiques in the city, ones that I’d spotted and noted
during the preceding months. She enjoyed modeling all the outfits for me
that the giggling sales girls recommended, almost as much as I enjoyed
having them modeled. I bought most of them for her. Then I bought her some
serious track gear and shoes. Then we went and got the type of boots that I
really wanted to see her in, 4-inch heels and laces to the knee. She was
thrilled with her new look, after the salesman and I assured her that the
boots would wear in.
How people stared at us, walking down the street hand in hand, Susan’s nose
at the height of the top of my head, beautiful, young, black.

She lay in the bath, as I rested on a stool in a robe and pedicured her feet.
She didn’t appear so bothered about being naked in front of me now.
I manicured her nails, and when I was through, started making love to her
hand. She cooed and laughed as I kissed, bit, and drew her fingers. She
had beautiful hands.
I cooked, and called her into the kitchen area for dinner. She was wearing the
white terrycloth bathrobe we ‘d purchased for her that afternoon, and the contrast
in between it’s whiteness and her blackness took my breath away.
After I ‘d removed the plates, I went around the back of her chair. I.
pulled her plaits far from her face, and stroked her throat, her face, her.
lips. I rolled her earlobes in between my thumbs and forefingers; I carefully.
raised her chin.
I stepped to one side, bent down, and kissed her thick lips ever so lightly.
There was no action from her for a couple of seconds, then she opened her.
mouth, lifted her head a little, and took my lower lip in between her teeth.
I took her hand in mine, and led her to the bed room. I installed her on the.
bed on her back, and crawling between her legs, continued to lick her.
clitoris. I found this very stimulating, and I prefer to think Susan did as.
well.
When I lastly stepped forward and entered her with my penis, she was well.
lubed. For me, a minimum of, it was ecstasy, she was young and tight, her.
skin taught. In this position, my eyes were about level with her throat, and.
I kissed her there as I pleasured myself with her strong black body.
After I came, I took out and lay beside her. She cuddled me and stroked.
my chubby tummy with her fingers. I was disappointed that I had not been able.
to make her come as well. I think that would have been asking too much.

Susan had a full schedule between school and athletics. I did the shopping,.
housework, and most of the cooking, and we fell under some kind of domestic.
routine. Susan was entirely naive about the ways of the modern world, however.
she was smart, and was learning quick.
I treated her like a queen, and like a whore also.
After her training sessions or fulfills, I ‘d massage her tired muscles, I ‘d.
scrub her down in the bath, fix her hair [we had it straitened] I began shaving her pubic hair routinely. She would sit obligingly on the.
edge of the tub, legs at complete spread, while I lathered her up and oh so.
carefully scraped her smooth. She stated she liked it that method, although I ‘d.
had to really firmly insist the first time.
I enjoyed the taste of her juices, and she likewise seemed to enjoy it when I went.
down on her, however after a number of weeks together, I was yet to bring her to.
orgasm.
I brought home some fashion magazines for black ladies, and we went shopping frequently.
for cloths, shoes, and accessories for her. She had some style sense, and.
now was constantly looking like a page from one of those publications.
We both delighted in these expeditions; it turned me on to dress her. When at.
home, she ‘d use among the negligee’s I ‘d purchased her, and if she was simply.
sitting at the computer or studying like that, I might gladly invest my time.
viewing her.
She didn’t mind having sex with me after the very first time, I do not think. She.
had love for me, and allowed me my enjoyment. After some light pressure,.
she even began to offer me head on celebration.

Susan lay face down on the bed, naked. She sobbed and moaned as I massaged.
her aches and pains away, the method I constantly wanted she would cry with passion.
when we were making love.
I completed her back, and relocated to her buttocks. It constantly made my old member.
feel young once again to do this. I was using massage oil, and pressing my.
lubricated fingers into her firm black flesh while sliding them the length.
of her muscles. I allowed my best thumb into the fracture of her ass, and slid.
it over her anus. Then I began carefully probing her there with my.
forefinger. She giggled, and spread her long legs to offer me more gain access to.
Urged, I pressed my oiled finger inside, up to the first joint, and.
twisted it back and forth a little.
She pressed her ass up a bit, spreading herself farther. I began to fuck.
her greased ass with my finger.
I began my slippers, and unbuckled my belt and eliminated my trousers with my.
left hand. She recalled at me, her huge dark almond eyes broad.
Keeping my best forefinger inside her, I got in between her legs, behind her.
on my knees. I pulled my finger out, greased my shaft, and, spreading her.
round cheeks with my thumbs, gradually began to push myself inside. A small.
‘ eek’ escaped her as I penetrated her there.
The power of her sphincter muscle on my cock felt amazing, it really could.
grip.
‘ How does this feel?’ I asked her.
‘ It tickles’ she responded.
I grabbed the knobs of her hipbones with both hands, and really let myself.
go, pulling her to me with each thrust.
I reached around her thigh with my left hand, and rubbed her pussy. It was.
wet, and I pushed 2 fingers in. perhaps this time … Finally, acknowledging that she wasn’t going to come, I enabled myself to.
have my lonely orgasm.

There came a weekend when my princess had no training or completions to.
participate in, and after a drive in the countryside in the afternoon, I decided to.
take her out to a dance club.
She was quite thrilled, and I picked a sexy outfit for her.
White kinky boots that laced to the knee, some bare black thigh, then a.
matching white leather mini skirt, a broad belt to highlight her splendid.
hips, bare black belly, white blouse, knotted below her breasts, permitting a.
view that ended simply above the nipples. No bra.
The bouncer looked confused. ‘You 2 are together?’ ‘That’s ideal’ slipping.
him a ten.
Susan was a natural on the flooring, twisting and gyrating to the beat. I kept.
up with her for about ten minutes, then my old legs had actually had enough.
It seemed to me that every one in the place was desiring Susan and envying.
me.
There were tables around and above the dance flooring, where the music wasn’t.
too loud to have discussions in between people with strong voices and.
delicate hearing. I sat to enjoy the program.
Whenever a man would seem to be dancing with her, Susan would search for at me,.
and when she saw that I was smiling, she would go on.
A female started to dance with my Susan now, and the two of them were actually.
starting, too.
She was a short, wide female, not fat looking, however with wide hips and.
shoulders. Large breasts, short extremely blond hair. Perhaps too blonde.
She was wearing an ankle length skirt, slit to the hip. Ankle high bootlets.
It was too dim in there to attempt to judge her age from where I was, but she.
was plainly a good-looking woman.

One would start a new movement, and then the other would copy. They were
often inches apart, shaking their breasts at each other, grinning.
Of course, every eye was now on the two of them.
Susan came up the stairs too my table, the blond in tow. Susan’s blouse was
drenched in sweat, plastered to her, and her black breasts and nipples were
showing through the thin white material. I wanted her to look sexy, but I
hadn’t foreseen this… I stood, and put her jacket over her shoulders as
the ladies sat down. We all introduced ourselves; the new woman’s name was
Nancy. ‘So,’ Nancy said, ‘you two are…’
‘He is my man’ said Susan, taking my hand and grinning.
‘Kinky’ said Nancy.
I brought us all drinks and we talked for a while. Then I asked Nancy if
she’d like to come home with us.
She laughed, ‘Thanks, but I don’t think so. How about another dance,
though?’
She and Susan hit the floor again, pulling and turning each other on
occasion, and I noticed that in the breaks between songs, Nancy would give
Susan a hug, holding her just a little longer each time, her white hands on
Susan’s black bare lower back clearly visible.
After one such hug, Nancy gave Susan a kiss on the mouth, then went and sat
down at a table with some other women.
I caught Susan’s eye, and inquiringly gestured if she was ready to leave.
She was excited, sexually excited. That was clear before we were even in the
taxi.
Once in the cab, I put my right arm around her shoulders and kissed her,
allowing my other hand to roam around. My fingers behind her smooth neck, my
tongue entered her mouth, my left fingers her panties. Her legs spread to
give me access, and as I started to masturbate her, she wrapped her arms
around me.
Throwing a bill to the driver, we practically ran inside, tearing off our
cloths, we threw ourselves onto the bed like a pair of teenagers, instead of
one teenager and a senior citizen. I went down on her briefly, licking her
delicious black smoothness, before entering her. For the first time, I
thought there was real passion in her; she wrapped her long powerful legs
around my hips, her young black feet were on my old white ass.
Her hands grabbed at my shoulder blades as I plunged in and out of her, and
I knew that this time she would be mine at last.
When she came, she squeezed me so hard that I thought I was going to break,
and cried out so loud that I was afraid that the neighbors would hear. I was
ecstatic, and came as well.

It was clear to me that Susan was gay. It was the close dancing with Nancy
at that club that had got her so worked up.
I was a little depressed about it. I wasn’t planning to spend my life with
her, but I would have liked to be able to satisfy her while she was going to
be living with me.
I decided to call in some help. Jackie was a good looking dike in her
forties, someone I used to work with on occasion, a friend that I could
trust.
I told her the whole story on the phone.
‘So, when can I meet this wonderful African of yours?’
‘You and Joanne could come to dinner tonight’
‘I’ll be there. I’m not with Joanne anymore, we split up a couple of months
ago’

Jackie was looking sharp in blue slacks, and a matching padded jacket over a
white cotton blouse. Rather high high heels indicated that she’d been paying
attention when I’d mentioned Susan’s height. She wore big round glasses with
thin gold frames that made her blue eyes appear even larger than they were.
Her auburn hair cascaded around her shoulders, framing a pretty, feminine
face.
Susan wore flat open shoes, displaying green painted toenails that matched
her fingernails as well as her light cocktail dress. The gold chain around
her neck contrasted beautifully with her dark skin.
Jackie took both of Susan’s hands in hers, and smiling into those dark eyes,
said ‘you’re even more beautiful than he told me’.
Jackie flirted lightly with Susan as Susan served us our meal.
As we finished, Jackie said to Susan; ‘So, do I get to see you in that
negligee I heard about?’
‘Go put on the white nighty’ I told Susan. ‘Then come and show us’
Susan was looking a little confused, but she went to the bedroom to obey.
Jackie and I moved to the living room and sat on opposite ends of the couch.
Susan entered the living room, dressed in nothing but the very skimpy white
negligee. I heard Jackie draw in her breath.
‘Put your arms over your head, and turn around slowly’ I commanded.
Jackie stood and moved closer to Susan as my order was obeyed. She caressed
Susan’s bare black shoulder with a white finger.
Susan stood still now, as Jackie put her hands on Susan’s slim hips, and
slowly moved closer, until their breasts touched, their noses inches apart,
looking each other in the eyes. Then Jackie, moving her hands up to Susan’s
skimpily clad shoulder blades, gently kissed her on the lips.
I felt myself start to become aroused as Susan began to respond, putting her
bare arms around the older white woman.
Jackie pulled away for a moment, to untie the tape at the front of the
negligee. She slipped it off Susan’s shoulders and it dropped to the floor,
leaving Susan totally naked while Jackie hadn’t removed anything of her own
except her glasses.
‘Sit on the couch’ Jackie suggested, and when Susan had done so, Jackie sat
on her lap. Strait backed, Jackie striped herself from the waist up,
revealing large white breasts that hung rather low. I was amazed at this
behavior, the only sexuality I’d ever known of Jackie was when we would both
admire some pretty female passer by. She was more like a buddy of mine than
anything else.
I moved to a chair opposite to have a better view. Susan looked at me
excitedly as the ladies fondled each other’s breasts, hugged and kissed….
Susan had been whispering in Jackie’s ear, and Jackie turned to me and said,
‘go on, pull it out and give it air! We all know you’re a dirty old man!’
I striped from the waist down, and sat my bare ass back down on the chair.
The leather on my behind felt erotic as I played with myself and watched
them.
Jackie stood, and taking Susan by the hand, said ‘Lets go to the bedroom’
Susan looked over to me for approval, and I nodded my consent.

They went into the bedroom, Jackie still in her slacks and heels, hand in
hand with Susan, who was completely nude. I sat in he chair, not sure if I
was welcome in there or not. I had just about decided to go on in, when
Jackie stuck out her head; ‘I think Susan would be happier if you were in
here with us’.
Susan looked up at me as I entered, and smiled brightly. She was on the bed
on her back, holding her knees up with her hands, so that she was completely
open. Jackie was on her belly, naked, hands and face near Susan’s crotch,
and she was pushing something in and out of Susan’s vagina while giving it
some tongue for good measure.
I sat on a corner of the bed, and played with myself as I watched.
Susan moaned and came, holding Jackie by her curly auburn hair, looking at
me.
Jackie moved up to the head of the bed and lay on her back next to Susan.
Her ass was a little on the heavy side, and she was pretty hairy in the
groin, but I found her an attractive woman. Her skin was an even, smooth
white, and she had nice legs. The contrast between the two women’s colors
was fabulous.

Jackie eliminated exactly what was revealed as a vibrator from Susan [she must have
brought it with her], and inserted it into herself. Then she put Susan’s.
hand on it, and put her own hands on Susan’s shoulder and hip, she slanted.
her head back in satisfaction, eyes closed.
I lay back so my head was at Susan’s ass, and reached over her. I eliminated.
her hand from the vibrator and took control of. I discovered this in some way really.
promoting, doing my good friend Jackie without her knowing that it was a guy at.
her fracture.
Susan swung a leg over me, and there was no mistaking what she wanted. I.
began to lick her sweet taste, keeping my hand busy with Jackie.
I looked up and saw that Susan had both her hands holding Jackie’s head.
while they kissed. Exactly what a sight! Jackie must therefore understand who is below …
so I chose to go another step, and I raised myself over Susan’s leg, and.
between Jackie’s, and began to tongue my dike pal.
I ran my complimentary left hand around and in Susan’s nab as I worked Jackie with.
the vibrator and my tongue.
Jackie grabbed my head and squeezed me between her legs as she came. I.
looked up to see that she had her other arm tightly around Susan.
Susan was grinning and holding her new enthusiast.
I believed it needs to be my turn now, so I stayed up, and opening Susan’s knees,.
moved between them. I eliminated my shirt while Susan fondled me, and then she.
guided me into her. I fucked her difficult; Happy that I ‘d been working out.
lately, and the muscles in my upper body might provide.
Susan looked from me to Jackie, as her breathing started to increase, and I.
knew that for the 2nd time since we had actually cohabited, I was going to.
bring her to orgasm. I maintained a constant rhythm as she came, weeping out and.
squeezing Jackie’s hand with her left one, her right firmly on my ass. The.
ferocity of her orgasm heartened me, and I brought on, and she came twice.
more in the next five minutes.
I was getting used out already, and had actually chosen to bring my own fire up and.
have my well earned benefit, when Jackie asked; ‘Wow, is there any of that.
left for me?’.
‘ Why Jackie, I didn’t know you embraced this sort of thing’.
She pulled me over onto her naked brightness, into the valley of her open.
legs, as she replied; ‘You don’t understand whatever’.
It was thrilling, entering my old buddy and colleague, who, while old.
enough to be Susan’s mom, was still young sufficient to be my child. A.
warm tingling sensation of sexual excitement washed over me as she ran her.
hands gently throughout my back, her breasts versus mine, my penis inside her,.
so damp and warm.
I started pumping in and out of her, with long constant strokes.
She whispered in my ear; ‘you should not come in me, baby. Simply don’t come in.
me …’.
I enjoyed having a female 20 years my junior call me ‘baby’, and I sped up a.
bit.
Jackie’s eyebrows knitted together as her face flushed red, and she came.
hard, squeezing me to herself with unexpected strength.
I was barely able to keep back at this moment, and I needed to stop my motion. I.
might feel my rod pulsing inside her.
Jackie rolled us so that I was on my back with her on top, then raised.
herself off of me. She griped my sticky length strongly in her hand, and stated.
to Susan; ‘this is for you … where would you like it?’.
Susan smiled her brilliant young grin, those strait pearly teeth gleaming in.
her good-looking black face. She took me in her own hand, then brought her mouth.
to the task. She checked out my old eyes with her big dark kids, as she.
opened her mouth large, and brought it down over my delighted member.
Jackie lay herself down beside Susan, her face inches from my crotch.
‘ you’ve got to suck it right down, Susan … here, let me show you’.
Susan offered me to Jackie, and I was deep throated for the first time in my.
sixty 5 years. Jackie’s swallowing on me was driving me to the verge,.
when she brought up, and provided me back to my African princess.
After a couple of tries, Susan was getting it, and then Jackie burrowed down, and.
took my balls into her mouth. What can I state? It was inexpressible. Susan’s.
throat was grasping my penis while my balls were drowning in the hospitality.
of Jackie’s warm mouth. I came more difficult than I ‘d had in four decades while.
looking into the eyes of my nineteen year old beloved.

Later on, over coffee, Jackie told me ‘she’s not gay. A bit Bi, that’s for.
sure, but not gay. Susan is an exhibitionist. She needs someone to be.
seeing to get off.’.

Epilogue;.
‘ Real live sex’ said the transfer the door. The bouncer smiled at the old.
man and let him enter.
The old guy took a seat in the half lit lounge.
Loud music started playing as a spectacular graceful black female strutted out.
onto the phase. She twisted and gyrated as she gradually, tantalizingly eliminated.
her fabrics. As she removed her G-string, she exposed a hairless groin,.
framed by muscular thighs. She took a vibrator from a side table, and.
placed it into her vaginal area as she sank to her spread knees on the center of.
the stage, arching her back and pushing her pelvis forward to present the.
audience with the very best possible view, while still keeping her eyes on the.
crowd. She moved her gaze from one to the next of her observers, about 25.
males and 2 women, looking lustily into each pair of eyes. If the orgasm they.
witnessed was faked, then the entertainer must be a terrific starlet.
The graceful Negro female got rid of the vibrator, stood, and exchanged it for.
a cordless microphone. She strolled, naked, her black skin shining in the dim.
light, down the 3 steps and into the lounge. She approached two guys at a.
table. ‘What’s your name?’ she asked among them, holding the mike out.
‘ Tim’, he replied.
‘ Are you enjoying the show, Tim?’ she was standing inches from him, his face.
was at her flat tummy.
‘ Very much’.
She laughed, and taking his chin in her hand, bent and kissed him on his.
mouth, while he put his hands on her narrow hips.
She strode over to another table, a middle aged couple. ‘Are you 2 having.
fun?’ she asked, holding the mike to the female.
‘ Oh yes!’ she replied, in an English accent, ‘We both believe you’re charming’.
‘ And would it be fine with you if I sat on your male’s lap?’.
The woman giggled, ‘All right’.
The stripper sat down on the male’s lap, sideways, one arm around his.
shoulders, her fingers showed up stroking his neck, while her other held.
the mike.

She said to the other woman, ‘Is he allowed to fondle my breasts?’
‘It’s alright with me’ said the woman
The performer looked around the room triumphantly as the man ran his white
hands over her perfectly formed orange sized black breasts.
She then arched her back and lay across the small table, miraculously
landing between the glasses that were on it. She reached her hand out behind
her head and hooked the middle aged woman behind her neck. The man, no
longer able to reach the breasts, stroked the black woman’s belly as his
date bent down to kiss the performer, who gave the kiss some time before sat
up, then stood, and brushed her finger tips across the man’s face as she
stepped behind him and up to the old man.
‘And what about you, old man? Does a girl like me make you horny?’
‘Sweetheart, a girl like you makes every man horny’
She laughed, a sweet, genuine laugh, and stepped over his lap. Taking his
balding gray head in her free hand, she pulled it to her breast.
The crowd could see his hands on her tight round behind as she asked him;
‘would you like to come on stage with me old man?’
‘I’d love to’ he replied, without hesitation.
She took him by the hand as he stood, and led him up the steps and onto the
stage.
She positioned them so they were side on to the crowd, put the mike into a
mike stand, and kissed him passionately, her hands on his head and the small
of his back, while his roamed over her black nakedness.
She tuned him so that he was facing the audience, and stepped behind him.
Her arms reached around in front, and unbuckled his belt, opened his
trousers, and removed his half erect cock.
‘Perhaps I’m not enough woman for you, old man…. does this old engine
still run?’
‘I’m sixty nine years old, woman! Give me a little time!’
She took a chair that had been the back of the stage, and placed it in the
front. She put one long, muscled leg up on it, her weight on the other, so
that she was open and exposed to everyone. ‘Would you like to lick my cunt,
old man?’ she asked, stroking herself lightly with the fingers of one hand
as she leaned her other elbow on her raised knee.
He got on his knees, and buried his old head in her excellent groin. She
stroked his balding head with her free hand and moaned and shook as he
tongued her.
She sat him on the chair, side to the audience again, and sitting at his
feet, removed his shoes, then his trousers and underwear. He was a comical
sight, in his shirt and socks, old cock and wrinkly balls hanging in public.
The beautiful black woman stood, and bent at the hips to a ninety degree
angle, her knees strait. Clutching the old cock in her hand, she lowered her
mouth over it. Her long strait shining black hair cascaded over the old
man’s bare knees, and every few seconds she’d lift her head to make eye
contact with one or another of the audience.
She stood upright, and facing front, put one pretty black foot on the chair
again, between his legs, to her right side, so she was spread as wide as
possible to the audience again. ‘Do you want to fuck me, old man?’ she
asked, looking first at him, and then grinning to her admirers below.
She stood still, with her hands on her hips, as he stood, turned, and held
his erect old 7 inch penis to her entrance. Everyone was able to see as he
pushed himself inside her.
He fucked her standing until she came, screaming, her head thrown back, her
long black arms around his white neck. Then she sat him in the chair,
looking towards the lounge, and screwed him while facing the crowd, so they
could all see the old white cock in her young black body. She played with
her clit while she rode him, and came again, crying for the crowd, shaking
her long black hair all over the old man.
She lay down on the edge of the stage on her back, one long black leg
hanging over so that all would be able to see as he lay on top of her and
put his hardon back inside her. Her hands flitted lightly over his head, his
back, and his skinny old ass as he pumped her to yet another orgasm. Then he
pulled out and stood up, his strait rod bobbing and pulsing. She sat up
quickly, and took him in her mouth as he started to come. Then she took it
from her mouth, and holding it in her fist, held her lips open in front of
it so all could see him ejaculate into her mouth. She swallowed and sucked
his shrinking dick down her throat for the finally.

‘Do you think she really just picked a random guy from the audience?’ the
old man heard someone say on the way out.
‘Naw, it was way too smooth. Also, she did it with him with out a condom. I
wonder if he her pays for it’
The old man stopped himself from telling the man… Susan is my wife, the
mother of our children, and a P.H.D. candidate. You slob.

 

 

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