I have every woman's dream job. I am a sports reporter, doing interviews in the locker room after the big games. Now being a woman in my sexual prime and a body I'm not ashamed of, I get plenty of stares while I'm doing my interviews, however, I do enough staring of my own. There is something about a sweaty well-hung man parading around a locker room, showing their bodies. Every time I finish an interview I have to go and change my panties because they are soaked with my own juices.
One day in particular, I was feeling hornier than usual and had to interview the 5 star players of the game from that day. I knew as soon as I finished I would have to go home and pull out my reliable vibrator and work myself to multiple orgasms, thinking of those naked, sweaty, black bodies, with their huge cocks swinging back and forth like a thick vine. I walked into the locker room, wearing my usual uniform of short, tight skirt, black hose and high heels. Only this day under the blazer I wore, I had on a sheer top with a black silk bra underneath it, showing just a hint of my hard nipples. I saw the approving glances as I walked towards the young studs I had to interview. As my glance dropped further down, I noticed I was having an effect in other places also.
As they walked around the locker room, I began asking them the questions I had earlier prepared. Most of them were your typical ones, such as how it felt to be a role model, what kind of exercise regimen they had, and things such as that. As it came close to the end of my interview I started to get a little flirtatious. I had noticed one sexy player staring at my legs the whole time, so I asked him if he ever dated the cheerleaders. He asked me if I was going to put his answer in the paper and I replied only if he wanted me to. He didn't want anyone to know he would only date white women. He then went on to say how much he loved to fuck them, how good he thought his dark skin looked slamming into the creamy white skin.
I felt myself getting turned on and decided to be bold in my upcoming questions. I asked him what turned him on in bed. I was surprised at his answer that came so quickly. He said he'd rather show me than tell me and asked the other 4 guys in the room if they wanted to help. They all quickly agreed and 5 well-hung black studs soon surrounded me. It was as if I was in a fantasy world. I felt my skirt being pulled down along with my hose, while someone else was pulling at my top trying to get it off quickly. Within seconds I stood before them completely nude.
One of them asked me if I had ever been with a black man before and I honestly answered that I had not, but had always dreamed about it. He said I was in for a treat then since I was going to get all 5 of them fucking me every which way they could. I was pushed to my knees and quickly had a dick placed at my lips. I didn't know how I was going to fit that into my mouth, but I knew I was going to do my best. It was one of the hugest cocks I had ever seen in my life and I was about to suck it deeply into my mouth and throat. As I took him into my mouth, I felt two more semi hard dicks in each of my hands, ready to have me stroke them to hardness.