Hi again, itās me Nan. Once again I bring you the written copy of a more recent interracial adventure. Just like before, I love receiving mail from all of you and if you donāt get a reply from me the first time, hell, write me again. A little background for this story: It happen one night last summer.
I was on my way home from club-hopping (my hubby was away for the week - training). About ¼ of the way home, my car started acting up and finally gave out on me. Using my cellphone and a phonebook from a near-by gas station, I called around to see if any repair shops were openā¦but at 1am I was out of luck. I then called around and found a 24-hour towing service. A very deep, gruff sounding voice said that he would be around in about 30 minutes to get me. All I could do now was wait.
Just as he promised, a tow-truck pulled up about 30 minutes later and a heavyset older black gentleman got out and came over to me. I learned his name was Donald (figured it out by looking at his name tag). Donald spoke with me, laying down my options as he went to work getting my car up onto the trucks flatbed. I could tell from Donaldās voice that he was the guy I spoke with on the phone. As we talked I noticed that he was giving me the āOne Overā. I was wearing a tube top (no bra), a mini-skirt (showing LOTS of leg), thongs, and a pair of heels. I decided to use his interest in my body to my advantage.
āIād really like to get my car fixed tonight. Iām ready to pay ANY price,ā I told him as I crossed my arms under my breasts, pushing up on my 36Bs and making my small amount of cleavage look better.
āWell now, you may be able to convince me to call in some favorsā, Donald answered. āLetās get into the cab and determine a price.ā
With my car now secure on the trucks flatbed, I followed Donald up into the cab of the truck. He reached for his CBās handset and looked at me. "Well lady, just how important is it that you get your car fixed tonightā, he asked me.
My answer, was to put my head in his lap and start undoing his fly. I soon was pulling his semi-erect cock out of his boxers as we drove off. I began to kiss up and down the dark shaft with my red lips. As I did this, Donaldās cock stiffened and he began to moan. Once Donald was fully erect, I swallowed all 9 or 10 inches of him and began to bob my head up and down. Donald was trying to fuck my mouth by raising his hips, but this made it hard for him to drive. He was forced to endure whatever sexual torture I had planned for him. As we drove on, I began to nibble on Donaldās shaft and knead his balls. I could hear him talking on the radio to folks between moans, but I was too busy enjoying my serving of darkmeat to care what was being said. I started flicking my tongue across Donaldās throbbing black cockhead, while my creamy white hands tugged and squeezed on his fat balls. Donald was beginning to moan a lot and was having problems controlling his hips. I knew the pressure was building for him. I inhaled his black cock deep into my married throat and began sucking it harder and faster. I swirled my tongue around his cockhead and shaft.
"Oh ya miss. That's right. Use that white tongue on my black cock," Donald told me.
I began to suck harder, increasing my suction on his cock. He hung up the handset and let out a loud groan, I knew his load was building up. Donald moaned again and began to breath a little faster.
"I'm going to cum miss. I going to cum in your slutty white mouthā, Donald told me.
At the last moment, Donald took one hand off the wheel and pushed my face deep into his crotch. As he did this, I grabbed the base of his black cock with my creamy white hands and began to jack him off as I continued sucking. Donaldās orgasm shot his nigger jizz deep into my throat. I could feel the thick juice trickling down into my stomach.